this picture clearer It gets weirder than incest Knowledge my name, I'm on a different plane like Herve Villachez Getting the people hyped like Monday Night
speech and wine To' up from just the flow but pass the liquor it's over Henny dead even when twisted I get open like Venetian blinds Company Flow, the
[Verse One] Somebody better call security it's 'bout to be on I'm in the streets, midnight, 'bout to bust 'til dawn Niggas are dead wrong, if they think
back Misery loves company, and that's a fact Have stacks, loading up the vault with bread Enjoy life while you can, cause you can't when you dead Get
one two three, Riding through the countryside I'm perfect company He's the king and I'm his queen When Georgie's on a spree We don't see bad company,
(Keith, Hannon, Skeoch) Stormy night under dead black skies, he pulls into town Thunder rolls and the lightning bolts come crashin' to the ground Cold
that? Can't believe you said that Puttin my life in jeapordy definetely it'll make the feds tap-Bed trap What you tell your lady can make you take a dead
was on, They drove us miners out of doors, Out from the houses that the Company owned, We moved into tents up at old Ludlow. I was worried bad about