Now when repent cause' it's all over Just let me die (Verse 1) (Johnny 3 Tears) Here's the massacre Mausoleum. Fit for me lived a hundred years a
the sky Now repent 'cause it's all over Just let me die [Verse 1: Johnny 3 Tears] Here's the massacre Mausoleum. Fit for me Lived a hundred years A hundred
sky Now repent 'cause it's all over Just let me die [Verse 1: Johnny 3 Tears] Here's the massacre Mausoleum. Fit for me Lived a hundred years A hundred
confused And your TV is blowing a fuse Come on over, you've got nothing to lose That's just the woman in me That's just the woman in me That's just the
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race I'm not a
to fly too Oh I want to fly too There???s a hole in the sky There???s a hole in the sky There???s a hole in the sky
Come on, my friends, Let's make for the hills. They say there's gold but I'm looking for thrills. You can get your hands on whatever we find, Because
late Take a bus Don't wait It's alright for you It's alright for you It's alright for you For you and you and you and you and you It's alright for you
-york Down to Mi-ti-ami I soak up game like a shammy Understand me? Hook Tash: So Elizabeth it's MC's That's comin' to join ya Some will be
wanna rattle your bones! Yes! I'm the one and only! But I'm not the only one! So let's work overtime on this shift - It ends with the sun... Maybe we can start a
C's in their weed shit Send me to C's hot grown with they need Them ain't cheap pet plants in the crib thats chronic And I'm sellin them 500 a pop
abc 123 come on sing the alpabet with me a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z can you sing the abc come on come on dance with me a to
me see you twist it like a centipede I keep a stack of that, plus some Hennessey Since I got rich, I keep a lot of enemies But trip and it's like that
talk just a little much to a G They say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a tree Clear my thoughts just a little, pass me a cup of
great distance like AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo I Fades Them All like my man Mally G Whip a nigga ass for free And makin
turn into a boomerang Knock, knock, who's there? "I'm back" Who cares? Me not speaking no English Girl you know I'm a true player! [Chorus] [Verse 2] H-N-I-C
be gettin that paper On a "v"aca I be gone for a week Put you on the ground, "x"in out all my haters Wh"y" waste time, layin round, catchin "z"'s Watch