reason for the dirty looks? Yo, check my name in your books Seem like every time I slap on my Starter cap And step for a breath of fresh air I end up
Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo "Murder murder Redrum" Brain size of a bread crumb Which drug will I end
to rhyme right after Christ sometimes we get mad and fight, right back to the lab tonight grab an oath in the afterlife, that's only right living like
re dirty, then go take a bath And doowutchyalike Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip hop fans And since we're not your average everyday rap band Yo, Piano Man
I hear we livin in the last days it?s revelation and you best get right with God or else hell is waitin the world is conin to an end /everyday it?s a
lights Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lights Yo, yo, I dropped to 95, now I'm on 95 South and the dirty been ridin' dirty since Dirty
that dirt in our casket, and that's it I live where the fiends are nothin', just a scene of the projects, similar to Osama's An old man, at the top of
making Jamaican High for thuggery disgrace on did him ugly, kicked his bloody face in Maybe he was mistaken for some great man In a dirty place he lay
chicken clock and when it falls On eight thirty I'm hurting it's early and my hair is dirty Teeth as if beneath a highlighter, just not pearly Peeling
now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into Look who's next, it's Mr. Clark The dirty old man from the trailer park
make this hobby unknown I turn the H sideways like it's shown 2-0 sewn A diamond cuts and A diamond cuts stone Dirty holsters hold dirty chromes Here
sign, beware of animals A fuckin wild habitat My living room is the wilderness with spots on My carpet Practicing my gun targets Virtual reality is a rough end
fell down As long as I can twist a fat one and pass it around Mr. x to the z from the likwit crew La to elviaire with my man eq Coming live and direct
loyal from the snitch, I dig a ditch when they twitch Bring 'em to their knees, no higher than my hem stitch You trying to verbal me, you bound to end
] [Silkk the Shocker] I gots, nuthin to lose, I'm on the run like The Fugitive My spot kinda hot, so I can't go where I used to live Me and P ridin dirty
chasing after bread I'm dope boy living hide the money in my bed Operating around lethal, always watching what it said If you speak on other people, you'll probably end
confused and then I turn the TV down (tv down) cause I thought I heard a squeaky sound (ooohhh) mmm somethings going on upstairs cause I know nobody else lives
gonna do? Where you going, boo? Street is watchin just to take your soul from you Who will feed your seed if you're locked down, or better yet dead? Did you live