a white beach in some white sand Layin' in a white bucket, million white snowman White sky, white clouds, you say it's a white day White sky, white clouds
't take me to jail Don't want to cop a plea I swear with me it don't matter cause to her I'm guilty Lets go Right hand to the sky Strike me down if I
Throw your motherfucking Cincinnati hats in the sky Nigga, don't ask why Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95's I, walk on the moon, flow hotter
just doing me and you could never understand it, Chicks get hammered, big dick bandit, Money flowing like a slit wrist no bandage, Blowin' purple clouds, nigga I'm so sky
me sailing down this stream Of hidden songs and steam and my - Piano it floats and echoes A moonbeam through the kite she sent Read 'Is your wooden boat
, all lames aside Tryin' to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
'm glad I fought, I only wish wed won The Siamese twins are comin' to town People can't wait, they've gathered around When I left my home the sky split
body front and back, don't know how to act Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin' nuttin back You should feel the impact, shop on plastic When the sky
There's a place I want you to see When the leaves are dark I've got a hiding place in Central Park And the sky is a coat of diamonds There's a wooden
back up in the hood Now during sex lay there i'ma have to ask if it's good This rap stuff stressful let's go see if we can relax in the woods When I first
back up in the hood Now during sex lay there I'ma have to ask if it's good This rap stuff stressful let's go see if we could relax in the woods When
hood be gettin' shot given poison In hospitals, shots riddle the block Little, children and elderly women run for they lives Drizzlin' rain come out the sky
your money Before it all gets spent up and you wanna get rid of A hood bitch with game and every bitch said I'm a good bitch Fuckin' with the wood grain
'm a lay you out on the bed Girl what ya think? Girl what ya think? Girl what ya think? Girl what ya think? Our lovin up in the sky Introduce you to the
A place without a name Under a burnin' sky There's no milk and honey here In the land of God Someone holds a sign It says we are human too And while
Don King everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's ring I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter, Sean Combs and Connery all in one whoever told you sky
market-place has nothing to sell Left alone it's awnings shiver Wind whistles through the wood Fish teeth snapping in a river Peaks puncture the sky