the top cat when the band slowed down to Merle man i hit it 'cross the bar room trying to find my baby girl some drunk tried to punk me, and ask my baby
up sipping java strolling up the totem poll, what's my only problem scrolling through my Rolodex, who show up my toddler so many hands raised as the band
My niggaz passed away in an unreal way They mommas' depleted I'm just tryna make sure that their kids straight I'm on the Chitalin tour with my mic in my
Heartaches, on your wedding day, double takes when they look my way Knees quake, there ain't a shotgun in the place You like the frostin', you just bought
rhyme" My love crossed the double line "My love has no reason, has no rhyme" My love crossed the double line "My love has no reason, has no rhyme" My love crossed
' these played out jams I won't reach for no gun, punk, I use my hands I rock mikes and roll bikes, I cross foreign lands I made my bones out in zones
y'all know me, I like an old school Ozzie Smith jersey Old school Jordans, head band that says "Murphy" Stone washed, baggy as hell, double XL with the sleeve off On my
Don't understand that it was all a sham? Got everybody thinking that I'm a band I was never empty I was full of shit If I was black I'd be a hit Wanna double cross
Took a look down a westbound road, Right away I made my choice. Headed out to my big two-wheeler, I was tired of my own voice. Took a bead on the northern
t me I'm so glad it wudn't me Hung posses ain't my cup o'tea Oh, I'm so glad it wudn't me He was streakin' through the Delta double three But them hungry
we live alone what we living for is critical Someone give some hope thats breath for our living souls Even if your physical can't breathe stand up and lead Me and my band
(Trick Daddy) We gon let the band deal with this... You know we had to remix the damn thing right? For all them bustas... All them niggas hating on Slip
is still a band of gold My love has no reason, has no rhyme My love cross the double line Oh, my love cross the double line Oh, my love cross the double
I'm like ordain I just make a wish, it becomes a command The rhyme family is my fans My territory spans from New York to Hollywood The whole country's my
professional, so intellectual Go against me and I'll get the best of you Cause gettin funky is no coincidence Finesse can flow to any musical instrument But I'm better for, my
t fuckin' wit' us [cross] Uh, yeah Swizz beatz We them niggaz in the streets All out, jd Who you with? Double r mothafucka, uh Uh-huh, yeah, yeah Cross
, I like an old school ozzie smith jersey Old school jordans, head band that says "murphy" Stone washed, baggy as hell, double xl, with the sleeve off On my
