to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch {Niggaz} comin through will not stand a chance From Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale Comin deep from the depths of hell I'm dead serious
here we raw fuck what u heard and you read about us Just believe what you saw Till I die, I'm down to ride in the war When you niggas get serious Let
you drink a bottle of Chlorox, hit you with four shots They can't determine the 'cause of your death in your autops' You scared? Don't come outside, the streets is serious
and Don If you fuck with Pimp Pickle, baby, show me your thong Get your big ass up hoe, you know this is your song Big daddy gonna be smashin' it till four
or relax Till he knows I'm the best at the MC rap Till he knows Too $hort, set the track They got him caught up in my serious cap Motherfucker can't
Stop playin, I want to see you shout anyway Throw dem bows, off da wall, its a special occasion Get yo dance on, wild out before the last song Graba
C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch {Niggaz} comin through will not stand a chance From Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale Comin deep from the depths of hell I'm dead serious
[Kool Keith] I murder raps perhaps you come and get on serious to spit on, flow on, double tracks and go on Switch up the beat, practice tactics girls
Four pack, some people like backs Six pack, some people like booty Four pack, ain't nothin' wrong with that Six pack, ain't nothin' more groovy Four pack
two three four come on girls get on the floor A come alive, ya'll a gimme what ya got 'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock I said one two three four
hood Nigga sing Rest In Peace song/ keep playin and wake up in a truck/ I'll u pussy bleed/ like it's that time of the month period/ Im serious I hand
. guess what end of the stick I'm on. ask yourself, when will he be seen on each and every TV screen? four legs good, two legs bad, four legs good
hey. (? ) know what I'm sayin? I got fiend and mac in here. these soldiers, warriors Know what I'm sayin? and survivors know but We're in serious
Girl, you know how I rock Now when I pull up on the set them doors go up on the whip Them big old loin hards sit up under three or four bricks Now that
*Comprised of lines from many of his songs on previous albums (Scarface voice) Ok, ok, jou wanna fuck wit me? Come on. Who put this fuckin shit together
deserve to be mad That whole situation was bad, I wish there was one of those moments in I could break and just laugh but it was too serious to take what
of us even if we don't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life