horn, soon cannons will rumble A shroud of smoke, an iron breeze A man of hope, hell unleashed A glove of steel (sweeps the) front line down A white
Hennessy, the remedy and toke is violent Much slugs longer than Mini Me Cross me, I lay down every one in your vicinity Keep a fifty cali' or line me
we blend wine, go beyond one line Spot the snakeskin, Dunn was scaley Chopped his head off fuhrilly, sit back, crack the Bailey's Wetter than white milk
the iron you steamin with (That's right) It's what they dress wounds and treat diseases with (Shout it out) The rich and poor, black and white got need
and Hennessy, the remedy and toke is violent Much slugs longer than Mini Me Cross me, I lay down every one in your vicinity Keep a fifty cali' or line