Living it up In an apartment Living it up By a convenient store It was thorn in my side It was a thorn It was a carpenters line It was a thorn Deliver
If you ride a horse you better carry a gun you know the words then you should all sing along You're an angel
Head to the suburbs where the income is salt A wall of history for keeping them hounds out I got a secret I got a secret Kicked right out of hideouts
Put it up up up get your luggage in the trunk these aren't fingers they aren't snakes that make a sound building houses out of bricks line them up up
Doctors and the lawyers Or the business men Keep me crawling on the floor with my head in my hands Like a rhino on the street touching everyone Or like
My legs were made of wood You kept the ground real warm You kept my spirits up When they were gone But I'm a half made man A shelter from the storm You
Cannibals" Send "Cannibals" Ringtone to your Cell Theres a car on the side of the road burning slowly like a candle Like a candle in the night shedding
You workin' in bars, ridin' in cars, Never gonna give it for free, Your apartment with a view on the finest avenue, Lookin' at your beat on the street
break it up break it up back to your corners This the last round I want y'all to both spit eight bars a piece No more than eight bars Cassidy.. the Problem
send rap Cats to God like Mase, And like the car accident, I'll put another scar on your face, But when the 5 Clap, You ain't gone Survive that! [BARS
Hey, look at me, I’m a dancing bear in a bow to a gypsy king, He taught me everything I know and he plays a mean tambourine, And he got a gold ring in
Louis I gots lots of cash But I'm not Jewish I'm not no nudist I'm fully clothed And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold Got rhymes of gold Got a voice of
the drugs come cheap We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat And we'll hang out in the coolest bars In the VIP with the movie stars Every good gold
as if I was just another one of your deals? Well, you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold You can fall for pretty strangers
so don't ask me for fuckin any I'll break a bum off but you niggaz can't get a penny When I was broke, I stole my gold, I pawned I lived the life of a
heart of a child who never knew his roots Looked up to pimps and to hustlers in the eel-skin boots Parkin' Caddies on the sidewalk, gangsta talk Truckin' diamonds and gold
Tonka Diamond F color, plush gold still gutter My dealer's in the mills motherfuck' and I ain't studder Bitter sweet, my life's a musical From holding those to Bose gold
you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals? You can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold You can fall for pretty
