Letras
Back when I was rolling it skinny, sold whizz in 95
That holdall for billy
Me and Mish madhead, we both pull a sicky
Folklore the brit he colder vocal to chilly
Got away from the sticks had to coastal my city
Team turned toxic that tone was acidic
The most slept on blud, still a bone and I pick it
Contentious, how these kids stolen my lyric
Avalanche rap, reigning cold from the top. With that
10 box and up, my rates closing your shop. With that
Fist full of freedom
The nose and the chop
Wish was a reason
The blow in the sock
Slick Ricks chain, meant its jail when it's too much
The think ink game, went
"Its stale like a crouton"
Gave em the realness, game wouldn't feel us
Integrity
Took to the grave
Like my penis
Back to 94
Lipsin with Theresa
Coke sex in 0 3
Kelly had a seizure
Mary got dick son
Kick it with Alisha
I took scalps, that means I gave em alopecia
Back to 94
Lipsin with Theresa
Coke sex in 0 3
Kelly had a seizure
Mary got dick son
Kick it with Alisha
I took scalps, that means I gave em alopecia
Sickness lyricist I wear devils' patch over my eye like slick rick
Make sure Kelly ok, warm up some hot soup and shit
Did you check, move the wrist, action tick
If you want me take you to the hospit
And place in and let you bring the patient down the middle
So sound scam can trickle and tickle
Emergency break glass
The cops stop and blow whistles
Alkaseltzer make your head sizzle
Notice I work off verses with the nurses and chisel
I'm about to jump through Presbyterian and become invisible
So cold I wear goose down, uni glow
Ask rudey how she feel
I'm gassed up ready to go
Watch em rub belly to belly