He who breaks the law goes back to the house of pain (2x) I rock the ill shit, ya know I kill shit And then I build shit, get off my dills nit Cause
well done Just like a steak, gimme a break like Nel Carter There's tarter on your teeth, homeboy ya got beef Well then ya get broke, because my crew's no joke The House
well done Just like a steak, gimme a break Like Nel Carter There's tarter on your teeth, homeboy ya got beef Well then ya get broke, because my crew's no joke The house
just like a stake give me a break,like nell carter It's tarter on your teeth Home boy you got beef well then you get broke cause my crews no joke the house
When your woes and sorrows leave you overwhelmed For the state of endless sadness or Uncompleted mourning, take star of Bethlehem There's willow if bitter
the river They say she went there to meet a friend They found his body beneath the willows She signed it, "Gone, with love, midnight blue" There's a jail house
me Shaking now just like a willow tree So tell me what's the story This track we'll ride to glory Coming home Pretty karla and her russian clothes Clapboard house
to get there You might not recognize that you see Take the second right at the second light Pass cherry street go left It?s the second house with the willow
Feed the cat, grab the road map Put the house key under the mat Don't forget to leave the kitchen light on Pack your bags, hit the trail Tell the neighbors
to this shit dawg Soon as it hit dark, that's when I do you in fall I'ma guerilla, untamed one at that From TC to wilder willow is where the real niggas
field the road run by To many-towered Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows
the mysterious November Dancing as if with death or fate to the moon black ballroom Of the silk skinned lake Kissing me you lifted my skirt under the willow
She is a weaver Through her hands the bright thread travels Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars She sings and sighs as the shuttle flies
My grandmother's house is still there But it isn't the same A plain wooden cottage A patch of brown lawn And a fence that hangs standing And sighing in
Left after the weeping willow tree Right past my house down the alley To the chair in the room where I live and breathe I live and breathe Nothing ever
out some bomb ass cock My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe Stop by my homey Dru house to puff
they shouldn't have But they could and they would have I inherited a nature In a language all worn out And wallowed by the windows At a rambling house
and a saw And a drill and lots of graph paper Yo, I used to have a rope ladder but tattered were the rungs I strung it from the highest willow, trying