gotta eat probably it's just the hustle in me thinkin of ways to get paid and live comfortly fuck with me Outlaw warrior - my Bone Thug brother we ain
Mad Child] Cocaine and steroids, I don't get paranoid You are not a gangster, you're a fuckin errand boy Werewolf warlord poet and a warrior Mad Child
my toes like (Ben Vereen?) And I seen plenty scandals (everyday) You sound soft when you speakin' You need ammo to turn Rambo you's a weekend warrior
ll bring her home in one piece even though she came in a two piece with those groupies it's a party you gotta move your body more often Walk in soft lookin
when God will come Read [Luminati] Choices of wickedness brought me nothing But righteousness delivered from death The Lord will not soften a soul from