I'm seasoned I eat crevice, but not when it's bleeding Don't get me wrong, I love sex but I don't play that part I love Virginia, but not when the Virginia
used to die when I'm full fo that fry I be ebbin when I'm high So I say 'fuck' and just let bullets fly Like I said before, scarface is my identity A
me Hiya boys i'm the choosen one Can't you fucking see I'm a jealous God and I want everything And I love you with a knife I'll take you, if you're ready
me Hiya boys I'm the choosen one Can't you fucking see I'm a jealous God and I want everything And I love you with a knife I'll take you, if you're ready
"i ain't havin that, I ain't havin that I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that" [redman] [xzibit] >from now till forever it's the likwit
chance to pass me I keep 'em jocking, I got skills And when I'm on the mic, styles I got so many Drink privilege hennessy when I ain't fuckin' with brehmi M
detective woman I'm a mess blow a vest to onion and I'll test your stomach And the pistols right next to him cousin I'm a player having sex with dozens Sex
on it Click click I'm a... sex pistol my love should be illegal Real deal babyn I'm no counterfeit Click click (I?) Line 'em up, knock 'em down, if
black card no fraud I'm an extension cord I'm a lightning rod I'm a lion roar I'm a dinosaur I'm a sinus minus the nose I'm a cold I'm raw than a temperature
fuck ya I'm in this MOTHERFUCKER FOR LIFE! V.. A.. L-L-H-O, L-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E L-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E BALLAHOLIC BEOTCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tooth, I came to break bread. What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times? I tell 'em fast cars, danger, fire and knives. Fast cars, danger, fire and knives... I
s flames is And I'm Slang-iz, my tapes get pumped like twelve gauges [Eminem] I'm so weeded (How weeded are you?) I'm so weeded I can freestyle for sixteen
gonna do when you get outta jail? I'm gonna buy me a gun Then what's next? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects We goin' all night [E.D.I Amin] At times, I
I call them Mobb Bitch Nigga eaters And I won't whimper till I'm gone Thug Life Running through my veins So I'm strong Ha ha ha Bye Bye bye Lets get
place Little busta in disguise I can see it in your eyes I ain't hatin' Fool... What's crackulatin'? Is it sex or glocks Money for rhymes or rocks? All
scram 'em I'm 38, hot with a pearl handle... And I'm throwing text like a NBA ref I got, all gold guns like they came from I-RAQ Artillery, could it be
rhyme I'm shakin and takin and breakin I rip the mic like Every time fuck I don't eat no manwich kickin back coolin with a cold grits sandwich Somebody said I'm