pack Rat Pack, rat pack My crew has got my back Rat pack, rat pack Been through this shit before Rat pack, rat pack Now you've got a fucking war Rat
Oversættelse: Sick Of It All. Rat Pack.
pack Rat Pack, rat pack My crew has got my back Rat pack, rat pack Been through this shit before Rat pack, rat pack Now you've got a fucking war Rat pack
i serve dubs like it aint no thang i hang with OG playas dont set trip or you might get what we call a rat pack i dont slack when it come to streets
jets You rappin indirect But it's lookin like a movie shoot How they sendin all these damn actors at the set [Jim Jones] It goes get 'em daddy (Goonies) Soul niggaz they sick
serve dubs Like it ain't no thang I hang with OG Playas don't set trip Or you might get What we call a rat pack I don't slack when it come to streets
on de bitch sissy muthafucka brinin da ruckus i'm brining my niggas because we dont stop dis shit yea do Triple 6 brang it real real mutafuka down to pack
he's too self indulgent, that's why people abandoned him. sometimes I feel like all I've got is my stuff, but I'm not a pack rat, I'm an archivist.
burn to pack up and return To the thick of it, or are you really sick of it? As you always say Do you miss the pace? The rat race, a racket If you had
drinking my 6-pack maxing faxing my thoughts on the satellite, via Donahue (push it) Table talk, salt and pepper conversation Integrated sectors, metropolis and mecca It
swear by their broken axles I built boats of a pack rat bats of bully club swung Post utility inhalants nail it to stability and sail it Lopsided Star
strap, cocked it Jack, spotted it, hit her on the head and speed knotted it Bitch dropped the strap and I got it Rat pack time niggas, stop The lights came on and the bitch got dropped It
, it's the moment you've all been waitin' for Here it comes, the nigga that taught you how to do it froggystyle It's the 'Skanless' nigga Ah ah ah aww fuck it
it feel to be down How does it feel to be broke Hear my name all around How I bet that you choke Hang around wit them fools that be all on my nuts Love
Bomb bashin' inheritance forever sick Inject the microchip into my dick See these criminals who rob our tribe pleadin' the fifth And the mental slavery continues if it was food it
enemy, keep your toast close Because political power come from the barrel of it We in a war, nigga leave it or love it Since they got us in a scope like
