it's every man's fantasy, to be with two girls don't jump ahead, let me float you some rules shut up sit down, and hear what i say you wanna know right
nails done Bite them down until they're numb I'm the one with a non-existent bum I don't really give a UGH I'm missing my shepherd's pie Like a high
glock Cash rules everything around me So whats realer Bout the scriller so call me a ghost face killa Its kinda hard to be drug free When george and pie
to smoke about the cabin I’m Dre from back in the day from NWA from black and the gray from Choking a bitch to smacking her face from Stacking up bodies
no Violators except us man Why these niggaz trying to Violate shit without us man huh? I told these niggaz man a piece of the pie come in the game We
ll move I got that, Shakita banana, clip for the tool Me the disaster, pity the fool, eat a catastrophe Swallow the truth, belch reality How does it taste, Pie to your face
the fuck you think you're talking to?? Jon: Me. Fred: I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you. Jon: Whatever. Fred: All up in my face with
say hello and then i say i do Come back baby cause id like to say ive been around the world back from Bombay Fox hole love pie in your face living
Walls trapped within yellow eyes the cutters Drooling face rips apart cuts to the heart Disease shown let it out movement crosses Crimson light washes
Just sit there rottin' away Well I'm feeling really good right now I think I know why I got like zillions in the bank I got a piece of the pie I got
face I like the mouths Like the tounge Or fucking with that bitches tonsils Some they eat pussy too Some do him and do you Some can eat the whole pie
The things that I used to do Lord I won't do no more The things that I used to do Lord I won't do no more Used to sit and hold your hand, baby Beggin
They warned me not to fall in love with you said you would only break my heart Your kind you just can never change no you can't make a heel toe the mark
Tell me why you?re crying, my son I know you?re frightened, like everyone Is it the thunder in the distance you fear? Will it help if I stay very near
Take the ribbon from your hair, shake it loose and let it fall Lay it soft against you skin, like the shadows on the wall Come and lay down by my side
always be that way again and yet I've grown accustomed to his looks, accustomed to his voice Accustomed to his face I've grown accustomed to his face
fire we make what a shame This is the nature of the human race to kill off anything that gets in our way poor Mother Earth we disfigured her face Man
