you more than baby, it's more like hell You screw a little girl and end up in jail Even though she seems she's 19 You're looking at her body an it's
one, watch the mother mourn her only son. I'm doin' time, how long I don't know. I'll kiss goodbye my brain and body And go to sleep for
listen to this LP if you have neither first switched off the lights and then laid your body to rest on the floor. Hopefully then the trip will be complete
Na na naii Watch me while I stand here Watch my feet, my stance, my body language I'm not someone to be messed with I'm a fox on a mission You know
mother .... This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker It's good coke crack preach it to your brother The mic more rap and preach you mother... [
.I. King of the south now everybody see why I'm just driving and thinking how I survived here And I ain't seen Dre and Eminem in five years That sounds
my body, and as we come you'll prolly feel moist like the trees on the tropics We gone, we out it, no we don't need rockets, no we hop on the mother ship
stickup kid, look what you?ve done did Got sent up for a eight year bid Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag Spent the next two years as a
very strange reaction (For us to unwind) the more I see, the more I do (Something like a phenomenon) Baby! (Tellin your body to come along, but white
free again On the block, never thinkin 'bout Plex 24 years of mine I've been blessed Dawg, don't you get it twisted 'cause 19 years of those have been
block, never thinkin 'bout Plix Twenty-fo' years of mine I've been blitzed Dawg, don't you get it twisted Cause 19 years of those have been stress
so sweet Life Liquid, plus it's good for you're sickness I used to watch my uncle sip it Goin through itz that in my grand-mother's kitchen Head in his
high you can't hear the music But you feel it when the bass hits The atmosphere like the first year Freak bass hit every body's heart goes fast Rolling
nothin, subtraction Been around the world been another year I recover thoroughly And now I'm here Like a mother pearl layer top of layer Met another
had to find the best design to Fuck with the massive motherfuckers minds, and pockets So I sold [Incomprehensible] kits and alleyway thigh splits for two bits And five year
got surrounded The enemies trying to drown me, but my hood still around me Rookie of the year, no freshman cover Shawty sixteen years old, with four baby mothers
meat in town, all the niggas wonna get down When getting no play they frown, you on they bad side, they callin you bitch now Sophomore year, two years
where the homies roam We surely don't, take no shit from nobody So don't trip on nobody, get a clip in to body huh This the gut of the ghetto, Catholicism