and speak less 'Cause all that 'Barbershop' talk Could get a nigga put to deep rest You on the corner and I'm flyin' buy Some foreign exotic muh'fucker, you know we
soldiers Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers We keep two bones and two phones in each rover We all relaxed and any beef we over
's where we begin our story! The Cat with 2 Heads Whoa, the Cat with 2 Heads! The Cat with 2 Heads Whoa, the Cat with 2 Heads! College brought education
ah-all (? ) and say it loud Fight the scumbags that slap you around Scream your crazy lost and found We don't have to tell you what is right We have all
s later than you think You can enjoy yourself I can enjoy myself You can enjoy yourself I can enjoy myself Maybe we could dance together Maybe we could
never could compare I see no long black flowing cape Yet still, I can't escape those two eyes (When I look in your eyes) And we don't need no crystal ball 'Cause we
but now im recording they sendin check, man ill stash half the cash and spend the rest, and i would of been broke like yall if i aint invest, we both
all about them diamond cut stones Celebrity chick, they have Chingy and Smallworld and Steph Jones Celebrity chicks, Celebrity chicks We don't die we multiply, Strength in Numbers baby we
we super niggaz, not captain save-a-hoe So back on up look, I'll catch yo' ass so quick And letcho' ass know we the wrong super niggaz to be fuckin wit I flash like lightning, powerful
I swear if I don't hit a lick by next month I'm done with it [Baby] I understand, But you ain't listenin' you just talkin' I said I could get you paid
Yo, the saga begins, beget war I draw first blood be the first to set it off My 'cause tap all jaws lay down laws We takin' what's yours we do jerks rush
man Know what I'm sayin' man I wish we just go back sometimes You know what I mean No doubt son, you know we all wish That man, but we goin' through
dizzy on my trumpet, when we get it done making sure she gets tucked in Yeah f-ck the mush shit pure bread Labrador, rapping rabit habit ash back from sabbatical Dag nabit that cat
a fella named Boris. And I wanted to read this to you. He's, he's from um, the Czech Republic. And I wanted to read you this quick letter by the cat
, bad, bad, bad boy I wouldn't change you if I could (I wouldn't change you if I could) (I wouldn't change you if I could) You can't understand we be
And if you know this, you won't skip fame But you will gain wisdom And wisdom gains power Don't let your life go sour over power Hustlin's like a drug
?¦ 1200 hoboes? We aren't vampires dressed like rock stars We build campfires and ride box-cars Town to town, we just write songs And plus we stay up
people, the Inglewood family swine, power refined You can't see, we runnin' outta time If the east and west kill each other, who gon' shine? We losin