fun (yaaay!!), at some point early when drunk on electric kisses, i'd apparently notarized forms excusing scalp slippage (sign this), the pain came on a makeshift main
Go down, go down you stranger There's something waiting for you Angels, dolls and honey Temples and harpoons You want your main line Jesus Your want
bash I was a pimps main prophet, I kept everything cool Just a back-street gambler with the luck to lo..ose And when the heat came down it was left on
Let me tell you a little story about the slave master Use a whip on your ass so you behave faster You got chains on your neck and the man's respect You
Don't you stop my speed to salvation She got them watchpocket blues She cried like Mary at the manger Couldn't help but lose She cried like Jesus on the main line
Couldn't you see me and you stressed out In bikini's on the beach in Tahiti? See me, I'm very selective even though I could be greedy My main objective
look in ma eye (but u know one thang) Yah man [x2] Pick them out line them up like jeezy say Niggaz can't out hustle me on a freezy day I need a duffle
it back and disrespect a nigga sly to you before I pull that ratchet out I'm going in Uh... Why you running with those lames that's tapped out AOTP is front line
on The Hachitachi It's all Jesus, now I keep the crowds pumpin' they Jumpin' get back to the tele we rollin' and stickin' Somethin' racing to the main line
myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they share
I had my eyes on his mink and, I didn't give em a chance to blink when, I dodged up on em, pressed the forty up on him shocked em Made his head stand
, Jesus on the main line, tell Him what you want Jesus on the main line, tell Him what you want Jesus on the main line, tell Him what you want Go on,
you can find me inscribed in my soul on the page every crime has an alibi Disciplined and organized is how I handle my New jacks are spending mad time on
't you see me and you stressed out in bikini's on the beach in Tahiti? See me I'm very selective even though I could be greedy My main objective is to
head The lunatic is in my head [Jim Roberti:] Stoned out laughter [ALL:] Remembering days and daisy chains and laughs got to keep the loonies on the path [Mike Baker:] Main
of bed The church on Main Street has got its doors painted red And I guess it's so the Angel of Death passes over it On its way to get gas The church
main prophet I kept everything cool A backstreet gambler with the luck to lose And when the heat came down it was left on the ground The devil appeared like Jesus