Yeah. . Who banging gangsters. . Coming and balling to a scene near you. . You know what to do. . When you banging in the house all the girls come around.
At first, I thought this song was called "Big Balls" instead of "Big Baller". The lyrics I had planned out for "Big Balls" were much more funnier, and that is why you have waisted more than 5 seconds reading about how I just made a mistake. Keep reading this if you'd like, but sometime, you're just going to realize that this doesn't say or mean anything important. It's nothing that you need to know, so why are you still reading this? Really. It's not your business. Why are you still reading? This could go terribly wrong. You are rude. Goodbye. I bet you're still reading this...
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Yeah, yeah, yeah. . Verse One:. . Saturday morning at the crack of sunrise. Thank the man upstairs for lettin me open my eyes. It's a whole new game for me like T-Lee.
From I got the hook-up! soundtrack. . W s hell ya. Life of a street nigga. We got the comrads. Either make it or take it. . (chorus). . Bang or ball bang or ball.
I want to die a brutal way. Instead of just fade away. . Shredded flesh mutilated. Severed head decapitated. . Ripped and torn piece by piece. Rape my corpse then leave me in peace.
Murder, another DB found. Covered with blood. Body nailed to the ground. Murder, in the first degree. Died on his knees. On every charge I am quilty. The bullets are mine.
No way out of here. Trapped in a vacuum between the living and the dead. I hear them call me from the other side. Disbelieve I have been my whole life.
Another body emptied from soul. Engulfed by my infernal breath. Blood lust over me I'm losing control. Condemned to suffer you'll rest. As you follow me into infinity.
From the darkest depths of hell. Spawn of evil is set free. . Domination since the dawn of time. Soulhunter will prevail again. . The only angels you'll ever see.
Liar save me your speach. Liar save me your speach. You are perfect for me. There is no excuse for your repulsiveness. They say its all in my head. That I must realize it's a figure of speach.
Dawn of creation for the second time. Sin or salvation which one will it be?. . Meet the one who they call the fallen one. Rules reserved now as evil is in command.
A life in terror in a landscape cursed by hate. Where people fear each other and seal each other's fate. The most self-destructive creature has been created.
Wait your turn. You always go for the jugular. Like a juggernaut. Spinning off the asphalt. We wait around pacing round this table. You arrive on time to help us lift the trophy.
Down here underneath the microscope,. it's hard to cope.. don't hide your face in your hands,. 'cause if your eyes play tricks,. it's outta my control..
If you happen to read this, Rose was born. Child actress, on the fifth day of the snow. Be good or be gone. Be good or be, be gone. . The range is staggering, movement and timing.
Verse 1:. Yo Yo Aye Yo!. I stand outside the gates of Buckingham Palace selling reefer. Puffing a challis with the beef eaters.. Gettin' so high that whenever I drop shit.
*Helicopter flying, and Pilot talkin*. . "Record Industries most wanted: Rip The Jacker:". . Wanted for the '98 slayings of several rappers. One of which went on to be a successful actor.
[Mr. Cheeks]. Basically, LB Fam to the motherfuckin' death. Park side, Queen's niggaz represent. Long Isle, how we do? They knew our style. Represent niggaz in and out the P now.
Behind enemy rhymes, when the curriculum storms. Behind enemy rhymes, when the curriculum storms. . It's like this yo, check it out, uh, yo. When the curriculum storms.