my heart Seems I've been living in the temple of the dog Where would I live, if I were a man of golden words? Or would I live at all? Words and music
Vertaling: Moeder Love Bone. Man van die goue Woorde.
Hey man, hey man, yeah go 'head with that man Just rhymin' over here man Hey go 'head, go get drunk, nigga Ay, go smoke yo' weed, nigga Yo, go drink
Hey, I went to school with them pussy ass niggas They ain't worth shit Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin? In that fucked up ass Pontiac
grams in a pipe to make your head swirl You must spread the word of the master teacher Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya The words are
Police used to always pull over this duster A pothead who some called a fire bird A foul mouth, who could have used wiser words Her man used to hustle
Hey man, hey man, yeah go 'head with that man Just rhymin over here man Hey go 'head, go get drunk nigga Ayyy, go smoke yo' weed nigga Yo, go drink yo
nigga must be tellin? the truth cuz he a no hand ass mother fucker Tried to slap me with that mother fucker but he missed I already knew that mother fucker
pipe to make your head swirl. You must spread the words of the master teacher. You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you. The words are a gift
child Norman Bates, Everclear, demonic brain in exile Muscles, bitch, it's time I flex em Headlines read: 'Blind man dead at Exxon' South Park is the fort, I'm the dangerous sort Olympic gold
here for the rest of your life I used to be quick to pull a trigger and kill a nigga Snatch up a cutie, knock the boots and go diss her like a gold digger
for the rest of your life I used to be quick to pull a trigger and kill a nigga Snatch up a cutie, knock the boots and go diss her like a gold digger
: Hey man, hey man, yeah go 'head with that man Just rhymin over here man Hey go 'head, go get drunk nigga Ayyy, go smoke yo' weed nigga Yo, go drink
