running yo city
dropping the p leaving oh did he
coming wit the spanish spice
old bob didn't even get the price
is right not enough cajun pepper
i sever yo wrist and add some whatever
to bump up the crew for jacking me jacking u
glade to see you come threw
wit minus rope burns
backdraft it's them that's going to burn
turning the lights out
wit spit balls sliding off davids sling shot
jehova's hot look out his
toe jam is dribbling down magic johnson still here from the top
battles open critical units
flooding mis fits coming wit and iq
lower then missing link animals green tongue
got angels in heaven hell saying i can't believe they won
doing the 2 step
leaving white t's wet
wit sunshine
it still ain't mind
like the president
i got my hand in everything denting
your integerty no i see why
no bodies coming for me
becaue of my insanity

rick we push
and gate fling open
and we take what we want
pirates of the high