I say, hey, baby doll. You swing your shit like a wreckin' ball. 5 foot 11 inches tall. Dark brown eyes, caramel skin. I ain't seen you all my life, sugar, where you been.
Get it out the hood like that's what's up. Had to hustle left and right like what. On the grind out for Monday love. A lil thug in me, what's up. Now I step up and the game came up.
A pen and a piece of mind. Is all that I need to find. To document this mess of miscommunication. I'll seal it in a letter. Hope you can find the time.
I rip shit like a bow when I flow. When I score points with the joints that I throw. 'Cause I flow deadly I'm no punk see. I break backs, make tracks and get funky.
Do U hear the thunder? (The thunder). That's the sound of the all mighty god. And heaven do U hear the thunder (The thunder, thunder). That's the sound of the all mighty god.
Our stars are never aligned. Awaiting the unfeasible's. Of failure of our own design. You said you need to decide. If you're not gonna listen then don't bother to ask for advice.
Yea, check it out now everybody check it out now. Yo, I got the corn beef I got the moz. I got the shotty ay yo, I got the buck shot. Ay yo, I got the burgers I got the grill.
It's already written. The past. I'm in the present right now. Headed to the future. . Houston. Yeah. It's already written. Come on. . Let's go.
You know I rock microphones like they got back bones. And I'll roll on your show like some biscuit dough. Yeah you steady bitin' styles off the next man's flow.
She stares out the window. Counts raindrops until tomorrow. Today sees her crying. While Sting sings about the breath you take. She'll take fighting chances.
Houston, bounce. Yeah, I like that. Chingaling, bounce. Nate Dogg, I 20. Trackstars. Yeah, I like that. . Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh. Whoa, ooh, whoa. I like that, I like that.
Cockni O'Dire. . Watch out, bust the style I be kickin'. I play the gig role and bite your head off like a chicken. I'm the lord of the rings like Bilbo Baggins.
Yeah, Its all good, I'm doing better without you (nooo). Anyway, But its funny, we look just alike (just like you). . [1st Verse]. Everyday that i look in the mirror.
Yeah, it's all good, I'm doing better without you. Anyway, but it's funny, we look just alike. . Everyday that I look in the mirror. A reflection of someone, I don't remember.
Here's the new shit I'm on, we can all get along. But if ya step to me wrong, I'm gonna bang ya like a gong. And I don't need a gang to do it, I creep solo.
Yeah, she said, "You don't wanna do right", yeah. . Now I done stayed out all night. And now I'm walkin' in at four. She had a sign out on the front porch.
Check it out, everybody in the house, check it out. The House of Pain is in full effect. . Call me the corn fed, pecker wood, redneck cracker. White bread, shit kickin', Irish beat jacker.
Ladies and gentlemen this is a Jazze Pihhzle product shizzle introducing Houston. . Woo shawty, u hurt me babe. Saw ur body a mile away. I really don't know who you came here with, 'cause all I see is what you're working.
I'm sick, demented, I came to represent it. I rose from the grave, I had a close shave. The cops tried to lock me down 'cause the glock they found was stolen.
Yeah girl I know you wanna. I know you do what you gotta do. But, it's me baby black. Come on yeah. . You comin' off innocent actin' all nervous and. Girl I could tell that you been here before.