long hair in the grave Realize what's done is done It's far too late to be saved Yeah cat cat cat X3 Cat cat bone, cat cat cat bone ...
like the way he said" I believe My baby got a black cat bone, oh yeah, yeah I believe My baby got a black cat bone Seems like everything I do Seems
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spook, piece of heat, it's you and me, you and me Click, flashblade in ghetto night, Rudie's looking for a fight Rat cat alley roll them bones, need
sensation Haven't said a word, haven't said a word to me this evenin' Cat got your tongue? Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a bone Lookin
me to get busy cleaning up this place I got bent like a wet cigarette And she's coming after me with a butterfly net Ridin' on a bloodhound ringing the bell Black cat
vine Who's so lucky and gets to kiss her? Black fly That's right Black fly That's right Flyin' around lookin' for a black cat bone Flyin' with John
Flippin' the flow then let it burn What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone Bitch, you fuckin' with all of the black cat feet And in
in his head, at full throttle He fell, the glass crashed, he wasn't saved by the bell That was his ass black So when it comes to physical combat We can
black block of niggas that rock they hat cock I'm real like a fight with my rap, rappers I slapbox Back I got my rap, now get your glock out the black
looked with uh uh uh uh disbelievin' eyes As those bits of metal and the embers The embers of his eyes, fanned out into the air Black dust, flames Oh
a yokes snap his neck) Mr. M.E.F (The bigheads is at it again) Bone shattering, beat battering me Scattering like roaches Blessin with the over dosage of black black
from the work of my MP-60 I smoke the chronic that's why my sinus always fucked up Them bones, them bones, them bones will have you fucked up
his neck Mr. M.E.F, the bigheads is at it again Bone shattering, beat battering me, scattering like roaches Blessin' with the over dosage of black black
it, you philly blounted in Pennsylvania I'm aimin' the mac right at ya hat, better watch ya back black I ain't sayin' you wack but you's a copy cat
come for them They thought they left a real nigga on his ass black And that my numbers wouldn't rise like Nasdaq And gotta re-half that, just pass that We 'gon clash black
Itsty bitsy Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey a chicken head Bone legged, buckteeth butterfly One for the money, two for the show Three I want a real big booty
dong Huh, true dat, true dat, true dat Yo, don't try to fake the funk on Go on, give you ya milk-bone, the ding-dong So mangy kitty-cat, get back, get