t made a record, impress the kid Slick Rick and S and S now, c'mon Slick Rick and S and S now, c'mon Slick Rick'll make ya move your butt, c'mon Sand
of, so you wanna be a fly guy? Running 'round here acting all rah-rah? I'll be chilling and smoking On my lye, Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly Ma-ma, I
the devil 'cuz money's the root of evil And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my Bezel look see-thru Until I flood N Y with pediquo and diesle Catch me with
altercation Catch a permanent vacation, fuckin with the Son of Satan And I ain't waitin for the one time they catch me Arrest me, and rape me, humiliate
calico with extra ammo So and so gets blasted, to the casket Never seen these westside G's face, we masked it Ya'll best be defeat and be discreet Catch
devil 'cause money's the root of evil And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-thru Until I flood N-Y with pediquo and diesle Catch me with the
there. I'd give anything and everything and I will always care. Through weakness and strength, happiness and sorrow, for better, for worse, I will love
turned them into granades And Just Blaze, cuz the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
cases Within styrofome... and embalmin fluid I been gone too long and I'm down to lose it Somebody go and get this nigga a pint box And I ain't just talkin
dwell Hell offa the forscythe and bail, Leavin' ah trail ah the boody victims The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin' As if and
with the enemy And I don't wanna say a nigga name and all that But all y'all fin to get scarred Woosh let 'em loose And they heard the news ya run up
G HEAVEN, Happiness Elevated Achieving Victory Even Now not when you die but on earth you should be conceiving how HELL, tell me do you really know the Devil, what is HELL
projects and slang They wish their daddy was home (home), mama wasn't on drugs (drugs) And they didn't have to grow up to be dealers and thugs (thugs)
my shit back and let off on your whole crew I'm Brick City baby twenty-fo'/seven A project nigga that's, tryin to see heaven I done ran through hell with
to tell that I came up hard as hell, check it out I stayed sharp and played my part All I had was a mic, a dream and some heart Me and my moms wasn't
the real Me and Mark 7 we roll nice like dice When you hit that three 11 I?m hell bent but descended from heaven Shorty Smooth spit a narrow dart Through
why the fuck are they followin me (huh) I seen them niggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm) You'll never catch me slippin just me and my - PIECE You must
wonder why the fuck are they followin me I seem them niggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm) You'll never catch me slippin just me and my - PIECE You