critics to my left side. I test glide kamikaze crashed to thoughtless on my preface. The therapeutic unit recommended. Now slow-mo Quasimotos teeter on
it down slow Write your number down girl your boys is so thrower And ya big bubble head didn't stop me stop me You being miss America couldnt blow my
Nobody to care for me? Well fuck it, I'm finna share love [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone] Rollin in a hoopty or a bucket, who gives a fuck Listin to slow cuts
[Skinny DeVille] I broke a dollar down the gutter (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickel Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the bitch triple Game simple
Only my mama done seen me cry, this my life I'll be thuggin' till the day I die, this my life You niggas don't know me You can't slow me down, you can
who knows where Walking down that dusty road Without a care The sun was shining up in the country And bells were ringing downtown Clouds were moving slow
make my gun go Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka They call me F A B O L O U S, you just lay down slow nigga Know this before this, trey pound blow Spit game, get dames to lay down
I broke a dollar down the gutter down South The dime, quarter, penny, nickel Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the bitch triple Game simple, ya here
down low Shorty bust it wide open then pick it up slow What's next, Flex bend down low Shorty bust it wide open then pick it up slow From America to
Good morning, America, you're my favourite TV show Slow down now, I've a headache, Sometimes it's hard to think, The phone rings how are you? Oh! I'
Good morning america, you're my favorite t. v. show Slow down now, I've a headache, Sometimes it's hard to think, The phone rings how are you? oh! I'm
fist so fast, fury worry, hit the switch ya ass It's an' bits an' fragments, so midget, quit this diss ya ass Sit ya ass down, while I rip the tracks
again my selectin' On and on cause why? We run tings every time Uptown massive just settle Brooklyn chill out Now we come down ruff and wicked from the Bronx, seen? Come down
[Xzibit] Yeah, yeah! Yeah, we keep it bouncin like this Yeah, huh, we keep it movin like Listen, listen, look.. The most wanted man in America, I +Soul
how it feels (When you a single mother) (And don't have that significant other) They don't know what it feels (To be in the ghetto) (And your life be in slow
yin-yang slow, slow, slow am I alone? Moving in and out of consciousness/subconsciousness NIGHTowl sees upside down DRUMMER boy plays downside
That will devistate minds As I find more elaborate metaphors So meditate Think for a second as I becken Abstract thoughts brought to the surface Watch as I burst this Rhyme flow I design slow
with Lewis and Clark And eyeball to eyeball Ol' Wyatt backed down He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas And rode with the Seventh when Custer went down