It was just one of those days*. Me the joker and the ace of spades. The three of us went our own ways. I had to go and meet daisy chains. When i got there she never came.
I found myself stuck in the bottle. nothing to lose. and there you go with your drinking. that's your best attribute. the more shots I take. the more I don't listen to you.
I dreamed up the maps. Give me charcoal and the paper now.. We invent paths they cannot see. And they're to scared walk.. Between my hands rests 52 plain old playing cards.
Dub is the place we come to argue and debate. Isn't just a backdrop for our herbal intake. In this time we fill the space with noise. . Black noise will be a sound you can't avoid.
Spread power with words. . The gold that you stole. The pillage and the plunder. Is it any wonder that we're here?. It ain't no mystery. . The fighting and the shooting.
No more your freaking bullshit. No more you talking of lies. No more you put me down. Deceptive blue eyes. Wake up and smell the coffee. Wake up and take a pill.
[Swel]. Yes y'all, GOD bless y'all. See now this is what y'all been waiting for. And this is what we gon bring to you (Arsonists!). And believe me, we re-relate it too.
Note: This issupposed to be a strange song, so don't stress to hard over it.. . *Somebody speaking another language*. *One of the Arsonists taking the mickey out of that lanquage*.
"Different Places" Remy Boyz Diss. Hardluck feat. AP. . [Intro]. You know how we rocking BossMobbBoyz. Fuck that fufu shit. . [Hook: AP]. I know niggas you don't know nigga.
(Anybody Killa). How ya doin'? It's me again!. Underneath the concrete. Sewage of the underworld, where the fuckin' dead sleep. Creepin' and crawlin' with the stench of a rat.
Girl, you gotta move dem thangz, dem thangz. I wanna see you move dem thangz, dem thangz. In the hood dawg, you know they move dem thangz, dem thangz.
[EQUIPTO]. Yeah, from my homies in jail, in the game to remain. It bring a tear to my eye, when thinkin' what we all became. I put it on the table when it came to my family.
Yeah it's a picture; yeah it's a job. Maybe that's why I do it so odd. Walk around just like I was god. Kick it so live, when I'm with the gods. Freeway strikin', and weed we lightin.
god bless every livn man out thare..... . repusenting this city.... cookiess ( back ground ). . i have mac rules. and pimp game rules. that i study all the time....
daquiri factory where niggas look after me. assault and battery. its sort of a tragedy. kickin it live right with killas suspended. smokin weed in the kitchen theyre so reluctant theyll listen.
Da Whip. . -Andre Nickatina. sittin on leather thats all. better than the cow that it came from. i like to go fast i like to blow hash. you like a women 'cause you way bad.
Blood on the dance floor!. Hang me, well make you pretty. Oops, I did it again. I committed a sin. Drunk dialed my ex Fuck her right to the next. Hoes on my neck.