Letras:
Mr Big Hiding Place Live

paid by the movement of the cut I've been summoned by the cancer, to testify and bless It's that, big mack, like scripture is a phat Kodeje? So hide your

get yo fuckin brains blown out Your game is weak, the stakes are high, and so am I I don't live and let live, I take an eye for an eye Psychopathic ninjas

your sack. Big metal teeth ain't too friendly. Mechanical death? That's not for me! All the different Doomsday Machines, we have to stop them with live

idea? [Fred Casely] Wake up, kiddo, you aren't never gonna have an act. [Roxie Hart] Says who? [Fred Casely] Face it, Roxie. You're two big towers

mind I get it open Ajar mad far I kick you out the drivers listen Dilated Peoples place in po position While suckers steady fishin' I got that big

my collar and don't follow nobody Keep god first and don't need no killumanati To put it on your mind cause I say on no pages Stacking big faces and travel to many places

, I'm a underground rap letterin I'm like get-get-get-get, get off my dick I'm the wrong kid you don't wanna fuck with Call me Big Dog, Mr. Crustified

my collar and don't follow nobody Keep god first and don't need no killumanati To put it on your mind cause I say on no pages Stacking big faces and travel to many places

nuff ghetto youths Dat got no place to go Live night and day roaming In the ghetto Most ghetto youths Aint' got a place of their own Give dem some place