Swinging man I'm hanging around Hangin' 'round I'm the swinging man and my feet Never touch the ground Swinging man Swinging man I swing back and forth
comb pick Carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights Too bright Ghost is comin' y'all fix the mirrors Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man
Lil' Flip, you see what we doin' You see what we drivin', you see how we livin' You see the rims spinnin', you see the platinum grinnin' Still the man
each one was smilin' when she died Now the day I die every woman In the country's gonna go around dressed in black And they'll probably add another star to the American flag
ghost town I saw vandals catching tags and Puerto Rican flags I saw a pregnant woman on the verge of bursting (boom) I saw a blind man with a dog screaming
people worth reading and still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is
and roll up swisher smoke This for my homeboys dead and gone Off in the bushes, we pour out liquor and roll up swisher smoke The hood has changed since you left, man
Yo, gee, yo, word up, gee, man Yo, man you heard about that club called the Donut Hill, B? Yeah, man, I heard it's kinda fly, man Yo man, Rakim and De
my dangerous slang atrocious When I let these nuts hang focus it's Wu Tang What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish I wave my black flag at the roaches
Check my, dangerous slang atrocious When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish I wave my black flag at
sin My S K I N is my S I N (Burning our black skin) My S K I N is my S I N (Burning our black skin) I get around like Tupac, just bought a new glock
my, dangerous slang atrocious When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish I wave my Black Flag at the roaches
you, spit that, done it nigga I seen it like a Zenith man, you hear me man? Word up, man, y'all know what it is It's on again man, for real man, Top Gun
Dergish love. Red cap, red shirt, red shoe strings. My .45 is a bitch, and I think she havin mood swings (Mood Swings?) You think them boys got guns watch
one was smilin' when she died. Now the day I die, every woman in the country's gonna go around dressed in black, And they'll probably add another star to the American flag
weathered graves And flags where the great black eagle waves Nosotros Venceremos plays For old Juan de la Cruz There's work today that must be done Pray for the man
in a comb pick carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights too bright Ghost is comin y'all fix the mirrors Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man
