The things that matter to us are destroyed by someone's desire An unbearable chain is repeated forever from long ago It is such a stupid thing It is
A Lil Paranoid You Could Call Me Crasy Las Time He Came Through He Spend Bout A Buck Eighty (Damn) About A Buck Eighty Yeah Ahundred Eighty Thou Matter Fact
9 6 Verse 1: Ayo my pen and paper cause a chain reaction To get your brain relaxin cause they be actin maniac in action A brainiac in fact son you
the coupe room droped all stupid Fitted hat cocked all stupid, gettin' top off stupid My clientele cop all stupid We excels on the block all stupid, it is what it is It's a fact
hit you get you, rip through tissue Shoot another rhyme just cause I missed you I make plus cash, you little niggaz can't fuck wit Drag Got the chain
the only thing this summer gon bring you I seen it all man they love it when I spit cane walk through the middle and speed with the big chain I got em
break metal) Building up your binded thoughts Our bodies tied by steel cords Break a chain to set them free Wounds will heal eventually Will it fall apart as we emphasize the fact
I do struggle As you see I can't leave so I do love you But I'm just a hustler disguised as a rapper In fact you can't fit this hustle inside of a
Real niggahz like, "why Hov talkin to dude" He's sellin low too Only time you went plat My chain was around yout neck, thats an actual fact So I
an make me rape 'em White girl's I video tape 'em and they enjoy it They love it when everybody saw it Its off tha chain High yellow Mexican bitches they
get my K - cock, aim, and put holes in your brain Give me that rag, you ain't no soldier - wipe the blood off my chain Gettin' blisty... ...off in a black
me rape 'em White girl's I video tape 'em and they enjoy it They love it when everybody saw it Its off tha chain High yellow Mexican bitches they all
it's hard to fight back, When you got an album droppin, Connect, We in south Phoenix, Nigga Africa bang, Matter fact Cris, Tuck in ya Africa chain, Cause
and watch the dude come back, Cause the back so stacked, it's like sittin' on a jack, Missy be a mack, that's a true fact [Chorus:] Ching-ching,
it ... Yeszir... Yo, on and on and my nuts I'm palmin Take two of these and call me in the mornin You should see the way the chain heart is so charmin
he's holding in his wallet (uh uh uh uh hoo) How long he last, slow or fast, how big is his um whatchamacallit [Chorus (x2)] [Verse 2:] Caught him eying my chain
Common used to love her She got me open so I even had, had But I used the rubber, cause she was married to Rakim So I bought me a gold chain, pretendin
the air like the doors on a foreign car Post it up the bar everybody strizzap Double GAME chains hanging down to my lizzap Every nigga in my click stay iced out Reach for a chain