kids, push whips, piss an MC Love money like I love my moms Love my nigga Com Sense When he bang dents all up in they wallets Wall to wall bullshit,
problem solver Guess who gets the call? Me that's all You're duelling with a plugged revolver Guess who dropped the ball The writing's on the wall
got math to do Tryin' to make you miss summer, shit, that ain't cool I caught smaller cases tryin' to get cap or two Up against the wall, tryin' to pass
ladies bathroom, spraying on perfume Stuffing your t-shirt with two balloons You don't think about the opposite sex at all Instead of sugar walls, you'd rather have a ball
six days Kamikaze, Renegade, now we never get afraid Kept the trap hot enough to fry egg in the shade I ball till the day, I'm lying dead in the grave I left the Fed behind the wall
kids, push whips, piss an mc Love money like I love my moms Love my nigga com sense when he bang dents all up in they wallets Wall to wall bullshit I
accept my collect call? Will you accept my collect call? 'Cause everybody loves you when you ballin' But don't nobody want you when you bawlin' But I know will you accept
Bathe Six Days, Kamikazee Renegade, Now We Never Been Afraid Kept The Trap Hot Enough To Fry Egg In The Shade, I Ball Till The Day Lying Dead In The Grave Leave The Feds Behind The Wall
you accept my collect call Will you accept my collect call Cuz everybody loves you when you ballin But don't nobody want you when you fallin I gotta know will you accept
the privilege? Why should we accept servility as a bargain for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living? Why accept this
] What, I oughta pimp slap your ass and make you fall against the wall (Common: try it) Why you in the game if you ain't even trying to ball I know pimpin
life There's no fear of the living dead They know they'll live on in their "new world" There's telepathic scenes with crystal balls and tarot cards A
solver Guess who gets the call? Me that's all You're duelling with a plugged revolver Guess who dropped the ball The writing's on the wall The
and busines D cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple mass reverse while the real thing is dying Left voice (morrison, tucker) Accept the pig, enter the owl
down sick and shiny carpet lie before my eyes eyes lead me to the ceiling walk upon the wall wall tender as the green grass drink the whisky horror see
not appropriate. Comparing himself to Kennedy was beyond laughable.) "Mr. Gorbachov, tear down this wall." - PRESIDENT RONALD REAGAN (to Soviet Prime Minister Michael Gorbachov, referring to the Berlin Wall
, push whips, piss an MC Love money like I love my moms Love my nigga Com Sense when he bang dents all up in they wallets Wall to wall bullshit I got