Hit Poughkeepsie crispy chicken, verbs throw up a stone Richie Chop the O, sprinkle a lil' snow inside a Optimo Swing the John McEnroe, rap rock, 'n' roll
Little Rascals When I say I bust my shit, believe it all the way And the summer times where the Chochas show where one in her leg If you could walk
enemies While I'm sippin' on Re-mi In front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam Ninety-six big body, sittin' on chrome As we head up out the zone, stone
on Re-mi in front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam Ninety-six big body, sittin on chrome As we head up out the zone, stone-facin is on You can admire
Register, One Way Or The Other I Can Promise You This, Juggalo Or Not Our Fuckin' Record's The Shit, And I Don't Give A Fuck What Rolling Stone Ends
56 swore to Heartless insaine ghetto hoodlum livin and never dyin' Midwest side until my last breath on highland Why should I lie? I live an die for my side Ride the city 'til they roll with diddy one
Or shots from the roof duke will circle round your body Like hoola-hoops Mami told me son, hold your own And one day your gone grow to be a rolling stone
) (Dj Clue) New hit Fabulous straight from Desert Storm Whaaaaaat! I don't understand how niggas insist to knows bout How we spend car money to glist our rolls
we swerve to the curb, hit that herb, hit that nerve And I'm down to serve and splurge Fuck around and get burned, ya better learn Sticks and stones
all up for one shot at You and Me You know it's really funny how the tables turn I moved forward and thank God for the lessons learned I used the strip clubs as a stepping stone Hit
logic enables our positions then points us missiles All sided equal... deeper than pistols For instance... unknown the science of forensics Get your backpacked like ten sticks Hit like ten sticks hit
a home in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, Empty stomach empty head a body fills a vacant bed, And the thunder rolls
tell him man up nigga You really getting money? Throw a grand up nigga Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up nigga Really swift, don't waste a hammer, body
to have qualms With that nigga Mack 10 full of ghetto ass bombs Take a hit Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya Roll ya papers and take a heel
critics, Ta' Kweli, Xzibit Gonna rock shit down like he can't get no visits One, two, three, four Rock the whole world like the Rolling Stone tour (
run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun 'cause he shine like one Verse One: Method Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze Check it Scriptures hit the body
left for me to do Sister of the universe Selecting me this time I'm falling down upon the Earth And singing truth in rhyme If I was a rolling stone I'd roll
been rappin for years now And ain't made a hit yet, you flop in a split sec In the shower's the only time you get your dick wet I roll with scary crews
