that Key-C in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan, I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him, we broke em all down and we all got high, our niggas dont be trippin
ma no hands She said look ma no hands And not darling I don't dance And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka I think i deserve a chance I'm a bad mothafucka
good battle, battle and got grazed In the heart of New Jersey, straight land of the crazed Bad blood boils and picky goals will destroy you Fans, straight hand
2] Its Bone Thug We The Bone Thugs Half Of this Industry Swangin From Our Balls Its Bone Thugs Mighty Bone Thugs Bone Thugs Bone Bone Thugs [Krayzie Bone
by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennessy Loves is a hospital and I was born in V.I.P. Sick and there's no cure, bad case of V.I.P. Still in the game killing
on our wrist Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty Bast' shit, nigga [Chorus x2] [Ol' Dirty Bastard (Buddha Monk)] I whip a nigga ass on hand and hand, you get
cash And the mask of different madman, flip blast In the glass of vision, precision to, get past on the map Very bad vocal from every paragraph Blast about bad
up Oh, wake up, my love, my lover wake up Across clinical benches with nothing to talk Breathing tea and biscuits and the serenity prayer While the bones of our
that would certainly move ya'll niggas PEACE to my summer villains with pink houses From Red Hook to QB you know the routine We need a movie to show how our
goin down real, on the Southside of town we comin jammin screw and we comin with my niggas and we rollin with our crew I got the nigga Yungstar from the
in the real world Where weird things affect our life Look into the future unholy visions will rise They showed me Jesus wearing a cross Next a bad child, bone
With a bottle of haze, my weave is so tight I'm ready for some action, hands in the air Crystal over here in the club no beer Stuntin' bad girl, I do
done They gave our names to immigration I did not know how bad it hurt Until I lay there eating dirt And the cold seeped in between my bones That's where
, they won't leave us alone The planet is dying and there's no time to spare They spend all our days sowing seeds of despair We get enough bad news to harden our
other bleed And watch our bones fall in the dust You can hear the children howl It's all they see in the hour of the wolf Bad blood flows from The father
within Pouring through our veins Intoxicate moving wine to tears Drinking it deep Then an evening spent dancing It's you and me This love will open our world From
Like there's no such thing as pizza bones The spiritual truth- we have no spiritual loot We're bankrupt and we have bad spiritual root Every day we grow bad
you come from USA to UK, shake ya bum bum Sean Paul dime, keep my hair done all the time Even got a manicurist in the booth while I rhyme Initials on our