it was a day and passing someone thought something was in the way no one caught what i caught but i caught it full on i didn't want to be mixed up that
It's one step to slip off the edge to trip, And roll tumbling over everything standing in the way, That's bled dry and decayed. All and all we walk or
lets dance while we still can these days are numbered short we can watch moments pass or we can see them as our last and take them for all they're worth
in Lord forgive me, I never would've made it without sin Holy water, my face in the basin Diamonds in my rosary shows he forgave him Bitch, I'm red hot
Southwest Coast Eastcoast material Erick Sermon, that's what I said man Fuck with Short and I and be a dead man This is fire, pass it to me It's so hot
all you Yuk.) The highest niggaz in the industry an when you see us backstage nigga pass that weed The highest niggaz in the industry, 40 Water
(man) Hey, nigga, gimme some of them water and chip's, shit (other man) lock 'em up, nigga, lock 'em, bullshit (man) hey, look, nigga get out there, nigga
the beast in me employed To ploy deplorable through audible destructive actions attractive to Coy Hey, pass to the Troy after, I'm passing your life over
big baseball bat you get robbed like DeNiro A sandwich still ain't nothing but a hero Just a small sample of the abstract When the rhyme gets crazy hot
your bladder burning, desperate for a bathroom pass My ????? like a Busta Rhymes statue made of grass C'mon, hypnotise some ass, shit so hot, better jump in the water
color Shit butter hot, but just a little mo' gutter Smash shit regularly, word to my mother Show love for the bitches and put it down for my brudda Hot
streets on the daily When you a hustler, no bein' lazy I got it whenever you need it just page me Hustler music, hustler music Hustler music, I'm hustlin' music
hour and it sounds so soothin It's kinda hard to write this one and keep the track movin Barbeque with weed and brew is how we usually do it Get it dumpin while we pumpin up some good music
got hot and wouldn't do no more, Done got cloudy and it started to rain, I tooted my horn til I passed the lane, Rain water blowin' all under my hood
in the store the shit moving Gave 'em a hundred bars, they ain't think I could do it Came with two hundred, ***** this is more than music Even Dre knew it, that boy hot
I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black out before you see the cops I ain't hot top for colors, I'm from Cedar Block So I got my hot tops
