one of chosen fews You got to pay your dues Hey, pack'd my bags, put 'em at the door Hey, pack'd my bags, put 'em at the door Hey, pack'd my bags, put
of the government liars Listen to the sound of the guilty choir Blood stains on the sacred pyre Under the book the breathing fire Social nags, body bags
't know how many bags of dirt Oh mama, I'm gonna roll with a truckload of hurt These wheels have rolled across I don't know how many bags of dirt
So you feel like you're all grown up now A great big fish in a great big town With the whole wide world at your fingertips All slicked back and ruby lipped
So you gone leave huh alright I mean if you really want to it's cool but uh just think about it Come on [Verse 1:] Girl I'm hearing the way you walking
Johnny Twobags doesn't have the blues and it makes him sad Brings him down But not down enough to have the blues He's too white to have the blues He thinks
. . . Bags of fun with buster And his double sputnik thruster Bags of fun with buster Just to stroke them would disgust her Bags of fun with buster If
Once upon a time I made a choice to never have a chance Now every single day I can't escape the sound of my regrets Another little misfit with an ending
pot the color of a Apple Jacks box/ I rap but i sold crack rocks/ And had the block jumpin like the frogs on the honey smacks box/ YOU DIGG EM"....BODY BAGS
Take your canvas bags When you go To the supermarket Why use plastic bags when you know You know the world can?t take it Take your canvas bags When you
[feat. Brandi Clemmins] So you think it's okay 4 you 2 come home 3 in the fuckin morning No bueno, no mas You been a bad boy so my p*ssy's on strike
We put our heads in bags for you We go out of our way to help We put our heads in bags for you We go out of our way to help There's nothing but the best
(feat. Hot 97) [Game: whispering] Its Murder [The Game: talking] Is 07 shit We runnin' through summers in dual hummers and tell them my crew coming
plastic bags Blowing on a highway alone They don't know where they'll go They just gonna float out Hoh oh oho oh There just little pink plastic bags
you now It's a lonely, lonely place [BRIDGE] [CHORUS:] Hey, pack'd my bags, put 'em at the door Hey, pack'd my bags, put 'em at the door Hey, pack'd my bags
smoke pot the color of a Apple Jacks box, I rap but I sold crack rock, And had the block jumpin' like the frog on the honey smacks box, You dig 'em? Body bags
know Let the roof burn, Let the girls love, Let the heat flow Let the world turn, Let the curbs up, Cats Van Bags Yo! (Brother Ali) Knock eyes with a
'll need it more than us. You and me; an x-ray machine. I swear that day you saw straight through me. We're two bags of bones broken and talking of