Follow me follow me follow me follow me to Tha CFG. Could it be Saint Sinna dat rock the mic, yeah that's me. This is my destiny to rock the party. It's time to get naughty when I pull off a hotty.
Know when it's over. Can't change the past. What's Done Is Done. You're walking the street. Analyzing, on how it began. Thought it was love. Now we see.
Bio Killaz. . Saint Sinna. . Tha Klepto. . Tryin' to sound like Mr. J all intellectual. . Where's ya fuckin' mustard man?. . Check nuts like a physical.
I love you, you love me, we're a happy (Gunshots). Shut tha fuck up!. . Oh, it's a murda party, and ima kill Barney. Crack his fuckin' skull wit a bottle of Bacardi.
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in. Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this. Takin' my time to perfect the beat. All I wanna do is get in where I fit in.
Murderation control of the mind. Situation death you'll find. Left you behind when I kick my flow. So I'm 'bout to bring it back like you don't even know.
Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Saint Sinna.. . Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To Tha-3. . Ima set the record straight, I don't try and be black.
Rage Sample-. Didn't I tell ya it just gets betta. You. You know sumn?. Dis shit is funnier den hell. WAIT! I just thought of sumn.. Fuck you Dj Saint Sinner, you should be named Bj Saint Sinner..
Welcome to the nightmare as I slip into a trance. Little bloody children in a circle as they dance. Where they heads may seem, they scream in horror. Listen to them scream no mo' no mo' no mo'.
Daddy, daddy. What son?. Take me to a puppet show. Okay. YAY! Thank-you daddy. . Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to the world famous Finger Puppet Show (Laugh).
The Lord has come to me, ladies and gentlemen. . And he wants me to sing to ya'll. . So I think I'm gonna sing. . (Good Lord have mercy!). . I Don't Even Know.
Come on ride me, excite me. We gon' prove it, you and me let's (Do It) (Repeated). . Do It baby, Do It putcha hands on my cock. Let the panties drop, gently rubbin' ya twat.
You're 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk. . Slangin' Bullets Remix. . You're 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk. . Tha mutha-uh, censored version. . You're 'bout to witness, 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk.
We are the Killaz that are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof). So everybody come take a shot now (Pop Pop). Killaz like an army that never lose (Get on up). So realize, that we can't be stopped now (Whut!).
(Gunshots). . Take that mutha fucka!. . Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away. Gotta Gotta Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away (repeated). . Ima Break Away, break out of this cage.
No stems, no seeds that you don't need, Acapolca Gold is (Inhale) Some bad ass weed. . Yo mudda fuckaz, you ready to get hiiiiigh?. . I smoke two joints in the morning, two at night.
This one goes out to all my thugs. Grabbin' they weapon, 'bout to be steppin'. My mutha fuckin' Killaz, gangstaz, crookz, criminalz. All of that type of shit muhfucka.
Many times we been this way. Just another walk in the rain. But you know it isn't like before. Darling, that's over, you said it's over. . If we held each other near.
I dreamed I was beautiful,. A hunter and fighting. The rain was inspiring,. The thunder enlightening. Houses of worship,. The church of desire. She's like a cage,.
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