in the mornin' I'm milking cows Jedediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows, fool And I've been milking and plowing so long that Even Ezekial thinks that my mind is gone
in town Includin' the one I own But this sweet young thing of seventeen Would sting you with the lovesick blues Just a blonde haired blue eyed picture of sin
to these, rock with tha hot glock, bodiez in tha Glock. Pop, pop, pop, nigga never don't stop. Buck with tha Knocc I'm ready to go spot with tha Glock
your lighters (For me) Lift your lighters (For me) Just to say "RIP" Krayzie Bone Now, I gotta give it up for all my dogs, a lot of my niggas with they
with it cant fake the funk at all And bet your ganna fall studying the bone thug style But whatcha ganna do when you face to face with the 5th dawg Sneakin
arrest me stress me Lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the
to arrest me stress me lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with
deal, just hop in tha Seville Mah homey put me down quarter pound for a bill Wake up in tha morning and I have weed still and I chill With tha brothas
ve tooken a couple feds asking niggas questions but I wouldn?t rebuttal ?cause I?m Jake Gyllenhaal, I?m in the hood with the bubble with a tall model
-Lo] Shit, behold it is me, it is the epitome of extraterrestrial energy Experiment and enter the internals of the inner me The art of gone, and heart
gone for competition Yet I'm never obnoxious with my obvious ambition Perfectly imperfect is my dimension's definition I engage my pen pierce the page so that it bleeds my intention With
Demanding more from the pen than I whore from the pen The line between playing to win and sin is thin But I walk it with grace and I talk it with taste
All through the night All through the night Have you ever played with an all-night band And got through it, baby, all through the night? With a daytime of sin
keep flowin like the jonas on the island jonas brothas im so illy like look VIC im so so silly like im sittin in the lab with Jae Millz you gotta feel
'll be wrong all your life Inevitable to let you go, separate the sexual Feelings when I'm close to you, f-cking til' the sky is blue Morning time, home fries, cooking with
And since life's a bitch in mini skirts and big chests How can I not flirt with death That's life's a nigga, long as life prevent us We gonna sin a