You got a death wish? Well, it's finally answered, prick Yo, Jam boy magic, Mr. Sarcastic Rap catalog consists of all classics Blackness, tell your to fall
up like mayonnaise, um. I'm the sickest nigga doin it, Bet that baby. These other niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes. Get back get back boy it's a
harder they gotta fall [Chorus Two] Bigger they come, the harder they fallin Bigger they come, the harder they fallin Bigger they come, the harder they fallin
so we can both watch tv L-I-L-R-O-B,from S-D, thats me A.K.A Naughty boy, aqui estoy Every where i go all them hynas yell, "rock me boy" I'm toppin out
style so we both can watch tv L-I-L-R-O-B, from S-D, that's me A.K.A. Naughty Boy, aqui estoy Every where I got those hynas yell, "rock me boy" I'm toppin
me then you hear a lot of chitter chatter Niggas know there aint nobody badder badder badder badder I watch a lot of niggas when I'm in the cut So sick
how you going to walk? I'm sick in the head, I piss in the bed Hop up out the ocean, I leave the fisherman red So much blood on the set, the cops
me and the Twista always hittin' the front page For what? 'Cause we so damn cold and when we enter the car Niggas cluthcin' they hoes, so fuck it, fall
Bullshit ain't nothing I'm trying to get this first mil in the bank And drive a bullet-proof Hummer tank So the next haters who try to air me out come
to the scene, let in the wonder Let all the smoke out And if luke coulda broke out Gotta make more stacks of these, so I z's for bud in The breeze, ain
A nigga I'm stressin badda den a bitch rite now 'Cause a nigga almost Got married to da liquor boy nigga So fucked up out here cause I'm stressin badda
Check it, Check it out It's Santana again Steppin, Steppin, Steppin out One of them Brand new big boy toys I do big boy things I make big boy noise cuz
bring them cars out Bring the Benz out, bring the Aston-Mart' out Porsche Box' or the drop top Ferrar' out Bring the old school six-fours out, coops to the four doors out
'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin
And I just might throw you a extra bag Issue out some samples, they runnin' like earl campbell If you fall short I gots to make you out of an example
out these fuckin' streets They keep callin' me, they keep callin' All the lil' homies keep fallin' In 'em sand traps, nigga's can't figure out In the fast lane, boy
'm out, but I'll be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be back Check your head for the new style
his story, my friend, for you'll find At the end that a suitable Moral lies there One day his mother said When Pierre climbed out of bed "Good morning, darling boy