bozack The American dream, the people choice pick I flip more vowels than Pat Sajak's white bitch I'm bad ask Michael Jackson's dad about E-double The mack fram
ever ever again Picture perfect with a frame that pretends To be a martyr for a cause with no end I was thinking that you needed a break What I meant was every bone
' from son The day you bone is when you start to die The time in between us will mean the most, I toast my high Shit gets so bad, I know it make you
[intro: inspectah deck] What is love? love is love What is love? (loving you) [inspectah deck] Yo, examinin her hour-glass frame Exotic name, passion
head is like a whale thats usin a toothpick well im in da club for a limited time only two way a phony if you tryna bone me ya man got monie ya still
bad to make the moanie moan." Ain't no reason to front on the way your life shown. Booyaa! How I'm jumpin' your bones like a Grand Master in a
got along Me and Billy the Kid never got along I didn't like the way he parted his hair and he wore his gun all wrong He was bad to the bone all hopped
got along Yeah, me and Billy the Kid ain't got along Didn't like the way he buckled his belt and he wore his gun all wrong He was bad to the bone, all
way back to where the purpose gave birth To the perfect way to quench my thirst to slay rappers Penatrate your fragile brain matter Stand glarin' at you with command, and frame
Redesignin my main frame Developin so much hatred I feel like fuck all of y'all And for the slightest disrespect I would gladly touch all of y'all Dedicated to doing bad
, so now I'm kicking in your door My daughter needs pampers and milk And my mind is confused on how we gone survive So when you me strapped it looking with a bad
we go y?all that?s the _____ head dog Lunatic smoke a loop loose in your center Got my eye on a money apparatus Like a bone to a dog ya you know who
Yeah Here we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog Lunatic smokin loops, loose in your sector Got my eye on em, on the apparatus like a bone to a dog,
shit And my khakis saggin and my classic rag Dont mean to boast or don't mean to brag Since down wit S.L.A.B I been actin bad Hataz get a .44 bag wit
it easy So say goodbye to the bad guy a nigga don't have anymore to sell you This might be the last time you hear a bad guy like Tecca Nina baby, let
stop doin' crime, first one to pop the nine Rave that I throw the shine, up your back then your spine Bad-bad, super bad, always first, never last Swift
really know her name Might as call her Big booty Judy (aye) [x7] Big big booty Judy Now, now, now Judy is her name I beat it out of frame I'm messin
and pourin me swigs A nigga just got fuck up Visualize a fly gettin smashed by a battle rag Put it in da frame Nigeroe get the picture who I am (Who