could lose from love. Did I choose love? Oh . my burst balloon. Oh my shattered dreams. Oh. My so -called life. This tired tune. My burst balloon.
Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal There's no cure, for what my
pose Baby girl, threw a drink on my clothes, the new Girbaud's Lewis Fritz, Hot Nikks, nigga what's happenin'? Any shit, holdin' my dick, smokin' a
Calm down not tryin' to hurt you, burst through That shit, fatter than all y'all niggaz outfits We the glitch like Y2K catch the ball when it drop, guns
on the net And all the nerds claim that they in the streets Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new third language Get up off of my ickday cuz I
the ballas, playas, and gangstas that run with me My dog Sloop, my nigga Nu-Nu, Tony, Fat, Shorty Wee, Lil Tee, Wild Jack and my Uncle Hardy Tee, that
head, his glasses fell at first But they were followed by a burst of fiery hot balls of lead Time's still sleepin', in the graveyard is weepin' They're catching
That's my G-Code Now put ya box in the mud Get ya glocks in ya gloves Ride drops on dubs We gon' live by that Make the snitches catch a cut Soldier
pill roll on Feezy where them hoes at Tity all the dro gone D my sista stunnem man i hope that i'll support her You can tell my niece call her i will
up at the radio with DMX and Flex Catching wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath I had to keep the situation in check Look at the vericose veins in my
shill 'cuz I still my ole girl weekly 'Wit my 'lil sisters and my 2 kids But I'm out boy I gotta do this bid I'm holla though Catch y'all niggaz on the
's rap a taste yo My shit spit like a retard, and plus boss I drool for the day me and you could face-off It gets gangster, when my clique step in the
this sound comin out to yo system I spark to get yall off to a good start. Show me some heart, walk through my hood after dark, dodgin' poison darts catch
to you...music" *cut up* "Music to make you stutter" [Aesop Rock] I've been a biplane dog fighter Henson invention Trooper burst result of Dragon Ball
Caroline, Oh! but retains the remnants of what once was a nose, pass me my robe, fill my bath up with water jumpsuit and pig meat and making his
in the challenger Seven, four-eight, 23rd on the calender My word verses, burst raps you rap nervous It's worthless, you get smashed up, on the surface Projectile, my
't think she knows She's such a gentle touch She's too much, a gentle touch She likes to catch the sun Plays with it like a ball And never mind whatever
