a lyric, you know me I'm the difference between soul and spirit Everybody freeze Just hold and hear it, feel the cold and fear it If you're bold come near
over the line? When I inspired Hova and Nas Recite 33 3's 33 times For 24 hours, 21 thousand Nautical miles Don't be upset with Canibus yet, the kids
with the fish, Collect my thoughts for a bit until I'm ready to spit, Pick up my celly and shit, then proceed to hit up my kids and connect 'em voice
2] I roll a L, go in the booth Spark it up, start blowin the truth I don't do much, I smoke weed, pop pills, sip water Fuck it, keep it real, keep steel
To all my killers and my hundred dollar billers To emo kids that got too many feelings He held the register open while he counted her change I was next
up. Stack kids, pack cute lunches in the cooler. CHORUS Rickety Rackety. This city fit my style exactly. Near the fire ladder, where the wires gather, drink water
round my way call me the cuban missile crisis My raps not for emo kids My flame thrower leave you bald head like chemo kids I ain't a gangsta and a gentleman
Don't go near the water At Fonz Pond Don't go near the water At Fonz Pond Off Lickity Trail, there's a pond Where many a children perished The water
You may think I'm soft but you're just unaware Of the wrath of the Ice enraged prepare For a true nighmare Squeeze the trigger Cops hate kids,kids hate
the verse is here Mailman hurry up, ain't no food up in here We live check to check, the projects steps is wet with piss Elevator broke, come fix this shit Mischievous kids
to catch a ghost, It?s like I?m dying to hold smoke. When the army had to hold the line, you were nowhere near the front; Before the kids could tell
Before I take a L I'll kill my opponent Last time hard this time go harder Some do it big but the kids do it larger Down town in the house by the water
my heart warm Human beings start wars But I believe in peace, even for Darfur From hardcore to humour to here Where we stare in confusion at a future so near
of the legendary Cuz your spot at the cemetery isn't temporary Have you shook up like kids who mention Carrie Or Bloody Mary if you rappin' near me Positively
In those days there was a kind of feeling of pushing out of the front door, into the pale exhaust fume park by broad water pond where the grubby road
and im high as girrafes (yeah) And im close to the edge so your parents can come push me I curse somuch just to get on they nerves I got kids actin a
slave traders paper But I'm a live though, yo I'm a live though I'm puttin up the big swing for my kids yo Got my mom the fat water-front crib yo I'm
the one that ends up with his mouth wired shut High voltage cause power outages Set a bad example for the youth How bout it kids Madchild's starting