the canyons of your minds (POO-AAH!) "ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?" (Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's!) "Ahhh! there's
And 'Ye already told you we made it you cockroaches Show me where the boats is, Ferrari testarossa's The hammer went broke so you know I'm more focused I lost
Yeah motherfucker, that's for Howard Beach And Brother Olivert X, so what's next with y'all punk-ass cowards? Each of us bring fo' devils and let's get
, lyrically respected Cars I 23 'em and armor all the tires up, And keep a long line of hoes like fire trucks It's just the broke rapper's talkin' all
all can hunch now, spiritually we been drugged down I'm your host now, who's the boss? Niggas get lost and broke down Crossed with golden crowns, then you hear
louder than words, once they mouths let up I'm lost, I'm looking for wisdom at all cost The Lord's knocking at the door, cause it's jack frost And I'm
playing Skinny-ass pants sagging, it's only yourself you playing Call me a clown, but you love where the clown's hanging And the freakshow's at the county