Confused by suffering misled by mistake You cloud my ideas your an image thats fake Nothing you say nothing you feel Shows on the outside I know the
'm on my rifle day, nigga Times is roughing, Timberland cuffing One knee up, G up, all the re-up Hope we can pull it back, my throat my only weapon, blow
two times, I do crimes I get caught then my mind's defending my son's rhymes 'Cause my thoughts stay running like thugs from one-time I've been through
I say I'm sick with cash, these eyes are real See straight through ya liquid ass, you see me straight Through the glass house picnic wagon, you could see it By my
have to leave my house satellite dish, get up on my wish list, turn me to a tyrant let my clean spirit dissolve through the appliance plug it in, turn
Line Look at my frigid eyes, fake fucks describe Slap 'em paralyzed, analyze the lies Kinetic, my word is all I have, slaughter trash Monster mash, half
I say I'm sick with cash These eyes are real see straight through ya liquid ass You see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon You could see it by my
your bird on Filled with embalming fluid, get your serve on [Redman:] My sherm on in the hood when I ride by My eyes looking like I learned how to skydive
dwarfism, draining crimson plasma from cadavers through a catheter my methods baffle the medical profession by assessin bone density without the use dual photon absorption geometry My
To My Music, But We Got A Prenupt So If That Bitch Don't Act Right, I'm Still Gettin My Cut My Deals Never Get Screwed, My Contracts Practice Abstinence
gonna have to leave my house satellite dish, get up on my wish list, turn me to a tyrant let my clean spirit dissolve through the appliance plug it in
