, I'd go and join the circus sideshow if I weren't pleased and wanted to be teased and taunted. it's all confetti and rice particles, trophies and
that bitch Now I'm skandelous and rich Mia-x said we got it tweekin Them niggas tweekin No limit got some gangsta shit for the mexicans and puerto ricans New
ass and won't clap you Trust me on this one, I'll detach you Mind from spirit, body from soul They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole No
Mascara I look into my eyes and see my brain is dead Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red I take more caps and stems and think that
no fault U-N-H-O-L-Y, murder's my alibi Sodem eyes your trick and make ya recognize bitch So flesh is ridiculous, mercilous, meticulous Some back in New York and
, he turned them into granades And Just Blaze, 'cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
turned them into granades And Just Blaze, 'cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
've seen a lot of people come and go. A lot of new faces, been to a lot of new places. Wherever we went, we always held it down. While we conquered new
, crooked cops Bitches with fat asses, no brain and drop top Guess who's pregnant, so and so got shot Benzes, blue and green contact lenses Ya money
swiftly and without error, by these creatures who were composed entirely of brain. Unhampered by the complex systems which make up man, they made and used different bodies
AND ALL (Ha!!!) ONLY LOUIS AND GUCCI WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!) GOT YOU PARTYIN AND DANCIN AND HAVIN A BALL AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW
lying on strange contraptions Moving their bodies up and down a futile struggle to gain perfection Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah and I wonder Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah And I walk down and
New York, Jersey, Philly, New York, Jersey, Philly New York, Jersey, Philly, you know I keep it filthy Out in New York, Jersey, Philly, New York, Jersey
like cancer of the brain I can't be stopped I'm faster than the plane that crashed into the trade center Brain bending pain enter ya nervous system and
and tears and losing some of your peers And losing some of yourself to the years past gone by Hopefully it don't manifest for the wrong guy Egomaniac and
and new suits , explain all their groves and roots, but not enough to incriminate just enough to demonstrate why they confused as youths, why they bodies are abused and
turned them into granades And Just Blaze, cuz the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And