I'm concentrating very intently, and my gaze is fixed but the images are blurry And I cover each eye alternatively to see them shuffle through the frame
contact? With the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with You see me on the street, you always act surprised You say, "How are you? Good
contact With the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with? You see me on the street, you always act surprised You say, "How are you? Good
it less It's all in contact, two pal ya waitin', then I'll get ready And one spot up, one spot up, through your candled ground Well I got myself what I call luck
These bitches ain't shit, man." "I know that's right." "It always be those freaks though you fall in love with, man." "Aw, they be havin' good-ass pussy
I kick it wicked like a wizard, rhymin? every letter To beat me, you got to have a army or better Bum-rushin? other rappers like Rhyme-O-Cop This is a contact
I run my own company Somebody call me, my number's unlisted Some stories are straight and others come twisted Women's intuition and young gals luck
some cute ass nuts That make the chickens want to get me And just gobble them up It could even be my super long run of bad luck That will turn a good
swear they on the top of they game Ya rhymin' is called 'Vagina Monologue' It kinda supports theories of scary niggas Who should lie in the morgue Rarely y'all come in contact
over here shorty You're lookin' good shorty, good, sure 'nuff good enough for me You're lookin' good shorty, good, sure 'nuff good enough for me You
re lookin' good shorty, Good, sure 'nuff good enough for me You're lookin' good shorty, Good, sure 'nuff good enough for me You're lookin' good shorty, Good, sure 'nuff good
any contact In the back is a track from Immenslope soul cat And it's phat, sorta like Oprah before she lost weight I put my rhymes in good hands, hey
, doesn't it? "Your drive today is Edward, he's drunk and hooked on crack The man sitting next to you has a loaded nine-millimeter Good luck, folks!", "
contact With the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with? You see me on the street, you always act surprised You say, how are you? Good luck
don't try to play that role let's get real and hit the sack it ain't all like that you know...we keep in contact let me take control... just relax {
my friends that ran, as fast as they could Just like little bitches and it wasn't understood They came in the room saying get well good luck I told them
I got there too late. I traded an expired credit card for two cupfulls of water; they had a dirty beany baby so for good luck I bought her. I rented
