{Le chien est le meilleur ami de l'homme} Maniac creature with gigantic teething Pay attention to that killing machine Staring (at) me with eyes of hate
{Le chien est le meilleur ami de l'homme} Maniac creature with gigantic teething Pay attention to that killing machine Staring (at) me with eyes of
fake Not emulated effects or a play back tape So suckers witness your fate while Evel demonstartes I'm bout to get off this nic. E. Dog the break -
my tummy kinda aches Like a junkie on withdrawal, fresh up off the plate Wait, back to the enemy of the state Is the Republicans or Democratic candidate Debate, now, even the black box hold the fate
' win? The hands of time, or the hands of medicine Don't cry, witness your fate, this is your wake Walk by your casket, spit in your face Enter the fog dog
[Intro] Do it again . . Do it a . . Let's do it again . . Do it a . . [Verse: Fate Wilson] (let's do it again) Okay, I remember the days (let's do it
a new gat yellin' chew that hollow tips is goin' clean do that And I had to get my whole team just to do that In a blue hat with black baggy cord and
Go ahead dog, sleepin'? I'm a steal ya plate Brought Ray and Made Men out to seal ya fate More ya to none, beef, might borrow ya guns I borrow ya funds, dog
[Black R] Yeah baby it's time to pump the bottle, baby [Benzino] Yeah [Black R] Can you take to the re-rub off my shit? [Benzino] Yeah, Hangmen 3 [Benzino
big pelotas Anybody now a days, might be the chotas A young Baby Beesh, he don't fuck with police And all' beat the dog shit out your nephew and niece
the wind when you hit tha corner bitch,so dont fuck with me ho, 'cause we know how drama calculate, testin out niggas fate keep yo head straight avoidin
, the river's on the rise I loved you then and ever shall But there's no one left here to tell The world has gone black before my eyes Well, the world
your fate Cu Chulainn Still he stands where the raven lands With Emer as his bride The legend of Cu Chulainn flies across the land Like the spear of your fate
earth, now shitty An' while 5 0 might shoot black head Nigga, sorry I sold space suit to crack heads D.T's operate mechanically, po' po' in slow mo' Black
last to fall The best thing for black youths is the basketball Word to Kurtis Blow, you gotta know the breaks And if you don't know your history, I know your fate
the yoke, then I knock 'em out No doubt, Freddie Foxxx files twenty shot auto glock Benny blind Puerto Rock style Wit' a twist of black in the brow,
