die Just like a honey bee Blue in the face You got no time to waste Slow down the pace You're turning blue, blue, blue Blue in the face You got
time to waste Slow down the pace You're turning blue, blue, blue Blue in the face You got no time to waste Slow down the pace You're turning blue, blue, blue
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sting, then you die Just like a honey bee Blue in the face You got no time to waste Slow down the pace You're turning blue, blue, blue Blue in the face
blue in the face Like always you worry till you're blue in the face Honey why worry yourself sick till you're blue in the face You're always in a hurry Blue
I mean? Some shit have a nigga stressed out Make him small fast Bout' 175 will quit to open that cannon and woop your ass But ya' wait, get a bat face
it (that's right) Raw shit i'm spittin it At you and yours Make you feel the pain nigga Like the dick to your balls Thug blood fluid Pumpin in the face
it (that’s right) Raw shit I’m spittin it At you and yours Make you feel the pain nigga Like the dick to your balls Thug blood fluid Pumpin in the face
around and let me read up I come back through and tear the street up Ice cube, nigga, you better D up And when I come by, bitch, you better be up Ass up, face
t a doubt shout it out that you love her Only such a tough guy Could become my only one 'Cause he's unbelievable [chorus] [c-part] Sharp dressed you may face
hellhole to the Last man on earth See what the face of evil Is truely worth yeah! Turn your eyes To the sky A corpse of blue Night is time Growing
never do you wrong I knew it from the moment that we met No doubt in my mind, we'd be wrong I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue I'd go crawlin' down
are times when I can help you out and times when you must fall There are times when you must live in doubt and I can't help at all Three blue stars
do you wrong I've known it from the moment that we met So no doubt in my mind where you belong I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue I'd go crawling
Fo'sho, you hurt 'em with the new Prada's, true Check mines they royal blue, my shit's is baby blue They powder blue, yo' shit's is hotter You hotter
greatest America's Sweetheart, Ms. Reba McEntire (Yeah, yeah, how you doin', Andy?) We 'bout to take it to the top Hit 'em, Reba [Kenan:] Haters in my face