picked they favourite Lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring sodom They call it
wait but kuwait won't wait Desert shield a field full of confused hate Soldiers fight because they're loyal, while tempers boil On u.s. soil, they're
do, have fun You call the shots, and it's on me Here we go Bring it oni oni oni oni on one No matter what they say, no matter what they do Tonight is
the award show Bank account ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they
of mic You wanna fight? Just gimme a call I'm going to breeze, past the other MC's And D's rhymes'll flow like water The wind, the rain, the hurricane, it
the stars walkin' on the scene Tastes so good, her body like Krispy Kreme Frequent a mask, it ain't even Halloween (It ain't even Halloween, Halloween) Girl take it off, shake, shake, shake it
the week Ampex reels, makin' phone calls, I'm closin' deals I move with skill Ride through Philly Streets in Cherry Hill I'm doin' it well, I'm doin' it
abbreviated the OutKast like OK it'd be a while for you see me, G next flow is PPV on MP3 genuinely bare it all like MGD but now it all seems closer like it
dishes here, In the belly of the whale. They say I'm delicious here, In the belly of the whale. Lord, please make him chuck it all. It's a gut call In
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on up with tha pimp Betta tell 'em when then to stop and into my tiny two And alcoholic or what want to call it, drank tips until they drop Came and
on up with tha pimp Betta tell'em when then to stop, and into my tiny 2 And alcoholic or what want to call it, drank tips until they drop Came and spank
I'm crazy (People call me a fool) They've got no business to talk (They've got no reason at all) I'll take a chance with you Baby It doesn't matter
goofy-lookin' tootsy when they call Themselves so hardcore Now industry sells with the weak and plastic Lyrically, they show their buttcheeks like it's pornographic Choreographic whore your ego catched it
The act of uppermost magic has begun Impulses working on and on Movement here and there Vibrations Move The Atmosphere! Transcendental forces penetrate The planet we call
in reason Questions that the mind can find no answers for Ghostly eyes conspire treason As they gather just outside the door And every ghost that calls
satellites in your atmosphere They burn for you but you're cold as mars I know you see the light in the sky like I do But for you they're just dying stars