down to the core and sleep my way through this fucking war I want to.. fuck it all, fuck it all grow fat as a slave and sing along, sing along place
're like Afghanistan guerillas Verse Six: Busta Rhymes If you want more information look listen and read While I sit back and I roll another fat
I got a passenger I look at the miniskirt now I'm askin her Would you like to hit the fat bud or perhaps should I run your name through the mud I
we hits the track Now your real name? "Shirl" Yeah, we gotta change that How old are you? "16" I think I'll call you Apple, cause your ass is kinda fat
and made the bitch cum She was hella limber, said her name was Amber She wouldn't stop screaming, that's all I remember I had another freak, her name
to live Another brother got some cocaine You know his face, but don't know his name You know he got the sack mayn And he's sittin on a fat bank Seven
name Show Woody and Soon-Ye at the playoff game, holding hands Well, sit back and just bug, think about that Would he get that type of dap if his name
have napped! What happened to all of that malcolm x shit before he got trapped? Before he got capped? when I mean capped, When they put his name on
sex me I'm ready, I'm ready oh girl I'm ready Ha, everybody plays the fool, sometime There's no exception to the rule Yo I met this girl by the name
be comin to see daddy Like a o.g., you know me, I'm sittin in the caddy, kick back Look at the hoe like "wow!" Bitch your my slave, what should
got a passenger I looked at the miniskirt and I'm askin' her Would you like to hit the fat bud? Or perhaps can I run your name through the mud? I mean
and head for the stage And c'mon you poets and slaves C'mon you poets and slaves C'mon you poets and slaves C'mon you poets and slaves
change, lil chain round ya neck like we still slaves my lil cuz comin up he wanna be in the game my other cuz got knocked and he givin up names penalty
no good My yeaga lookin' like one of them days I got a Franklin in my pocket, with this lint like a slave And 20 cent to my name, tryna make this crime
into the bed She picture me in her head and her givin' head Handcuffs and whips ima sex slave No wraps on ma back, rah, whatcha name? I yell kunta rah
Want to sample this shit? You need to read Sanskrit And travel to the top of Mount Sinai to transmit Running through the Red Seas like an escaped slave
P, it's time to wake these kids up [Percee P] Word up Aesop Rock, they'd better take their fingers off pause and hit record [Aesop Rock] Is you fat
