say a word until i'm through now there's a time to laugh a time to cry a time to live and a time to die a time to break and a time to chill to act
see me with panorama. (Haha) Niggas soft as a can of flowers You soft as a can of tuna You fuckin' with a piranha The ballin' is no illusion Paper tall as a
the street buckin at police f**k police got a Range Rove jeep wit 12 open faced gold teeth a Rolex piece Cuban Links, crops, an bracelets but that ain't shit, to leave a
of the pile but you choked on my motherfuckin portion Spade within my excrement bitch parody Your insanity is my clarity, not to mention convention is a great
the core like the meat's pink And hard as a floor on the precinct while ya teen thinks That you're a chain letter for 7 days, the weak link Fuck a bottle
Clearly a big spender, who wears a lot of gear Doom the Great, no low self-esteem Got to go get the wealth growin green gleam He make it seem mean as a
be doubt But they're just things that'll slow you down Just put ?em all in a great big pile And stand back And burn, baby like a big ol' fire Build it
you're ever in a battle, I'm-a make you my slave And I'm-a give you a shovel so you can dig a grave. Leave behind all your fame and wealth So you can
Headline a bill throw a jewel at your grill Black steel bring the heat like military fire drills Drop a bombshell for real Units move half a mil With
formality of thoughts Yes, atomic of course You steppin to me, you take a loss Radical, the replication of a quasar A pulsar, immense to suplicate Crush a
t see me with panorama. (Haha) Niggas soft as a can of flowers You soft as a can of tuna You fuckin' with a piranha The ballin' is no illusion Paper tall as a
dont say a word until i'm through now there's a time to laugh a time to cry a time to live and a time to die a time to break and a time to chill to
Rock me in your cradle to big sleep Like a real man, I dont wanna weep I have practised to raise a smile Thats how I can keep you in my pile But still