down your firm like Tom Cruise Please let me get down and blow a fuse Actin' fool breakin' shit down to molecules Yo, let me hit you with my ill street blues
was about 89 degrees. It was hot, hot for New York You know and I was walking east and this humungous person was coming west. And she had this big blue
Arived Thanks For The Applaud You Are Far Too Kind Now Pass Us Our Award (Mack Maine) Uh Pass Me Dat H20 Im In Dat H2 Passin Out My My Old Bitches
kickin' back waitin on the fellas Bout to go eat at Della's I said it sure sounds good to me I can't go tho, gotta hit Myrtle Street Passed the acorns
I go outta space Blackout like Darth Vader's face, placed in a molten shower Say something and get them proper mama poppa pouring out vodka Mama Mia, Em pass
Well it's Saturday night You're all dressed up in blue I been watching you awhile Maybe you been watching me too So somebody ran out Left somebody
Well It's Saturday night you're all dressed up in blue I been watching you awhile maybe you been watching me too So somebody ran out left somebody's heart
watchin TV, playin NBA Jam Im comin through bangin screw in my hoo-doo Im lettin that nigga Joe on the mic I thought you niggas knew (Haircut Joe) [23
Cock my 40 Glock, and my partner just bought a replica Now Asians saying they don't keep no cash in they register We run from red and blue lights to
up into A thousand tiny little microscopic pieces I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues
freaks She love to eat plus bust the heat We touch the streets wit' the same principles Everyday gotta get this cash Know it makes sense to you Joe
Yo, this is going out to all my peeps locked down Charlie rock LD all my peeps who passed away, yeah I remember when we used to chill on a hill When
haters and you bustas Steppin' on cold, break a niggaz nose In the projects niggaz anything goes Breakin' fools off 'cause I'm a No Limit soldier at ease Now salute, this pass
of night A pin, a needle, a sting, a pain A snail, a riddle, a wasp or a stain A pass in the mountains, a horse and a mule In the distance the shelves rode three shadows of blue
head to town, I'll see you later, Joe" Won't you walk with me, baby? Won't you say you will, maybe? 'Coz, out in the street when you pass me by Oh
down watchin TV, playin NBA Jam Im comin through bangin screw in my hoo-doo Im lettin that nigga Joe on the mic I thought you niggas knew (Haircut Joe
, undercover of the night Down in the bars the girls are painted blue Done up in lace, done up in rubber The John's are jerky little G.I. Joe's On R&
little mountain soul Then, he tightened up his bow and he made another pass And he played 'Sally Good' kinda rowdy and fast Then he played a little blues
