Tekster:
Kind Of Like Spitting Well Fell All Over You

any hand you hold, There's more to it than you'll ever show, but you never know. It's small and rich and all the same Aren't you tired of taking all this

supahead shit yall must be crazy These blogsites tryna get me caught up with my lady Fell out with my bestfriend hommie got shady Caught up in all kind of lies sick of all

All's we know is you over the bar like Limbo/ Limbaugh You know who you are So quit fucking the dark before we start callin' you bizaare Shit screw the

Interlude (contains samples from "Wizard of Oz" and "Ghetto Zone")] Well, go on motherfucker! Now I'm roaming just like basshead Everybody know just where the alley led And don't say you

flyin' heads like some ill-ass sport Minus the asphalt or the towels All I saw was all the vowels and consonants Consequently he disembowelled creatures like