Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pale of garbage It's almost dark and I'm still tryin' to nail a trailer park bitch I met a slut and said "What
??m a printing press When it come to being Trill Ia??m a litmus test I run it like a fitness test And when it come to making history Ia??m like (?) son A
I'm a printing press When it come to being Trill I'm a litmus test I run it like a fitness test And when it come to making history I'm like (?) son A
must be kidding This Lefrak commission, put a ending to your vision This rap shit turn five to sixth sense's I know your profile, I'm like a hood human
need a pack a vest for stress so I can rest 'Cause even though I'm blessed in my flesh It all came down to a test A motherfucker wanna go and put a tattoo
all about it Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar Pour a fo-fo up in my grapes as for real'a This for my gangstas, forty-five stainless Throw
Difference is this mans'll kill him as a favor for me Until then it's just... [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Yo - wake up in a cold sweat 5:15 in the mornin, hear
for an hour or more Then she makes a right into my side door This comedy shit's gettin' old The game is to be sold, not to be told You can feel the excitement
! me hittin a couple of rounds And while I test him, hey fuck a Smith & Wesson I got my, nine at my chest and I got my dime bag Of stress weed, a 40
him Pickin' up his own teeth and it's on with the microphone deep Stimulate him with pistols penetrate him Nerves still droppin' 'cause adrenaline pumpin' is a
went to the gymnasium ut time to flow we call it a rap stadium throwin rhymes back and forth like a symphany i wanna start a battle so step to him for
intercom You know kisses mom, she gave him wisdom charm And they father come from a long list of dons And I get it cheaper, I cop bricks like sneakers And
throat and Told her it was a taste test and Take a deep throat so she wouldn't have to waste breath I mean they fucked her and stuck her I said man
a big payback boy ya Handguns'll bring the big K's back And spray back about a hundred and change Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul
and he's always there to babysit So, Wednesday and Thursday, she can go out and dance And if she met me, she probably had a one night stand Friday, she
have a gun And now you'll shoot your cousin' And it's a U.S. gun [KIM] Don't touch my little boy And do not test A
a shiny chain Now when she pee on the potty she feel a minor pain And she noticed her vagina changing; and not for the better She see bumps and all kinds