Lies in the seat make all the Americans seem like blood-sucking money hungry fiends But money doesn't mean A damn thing to me I just want to be I want to be free
and kill you I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets I'm your brother when you need, some good weed to set you free You know me,
kick the raw rhyme But your show and your flow - that's all mine Oh silly me, if I call on my lyric ability I'll bring it right straight to your jaw, free
soft women down wit Sucka Free (Down wit Sucka Free) They got plans with H.S.E. You wanna know what I'm wearin Wait & see (oooooooooh) [Chorus: Deep Threat
Throw your hands up, like nigga, what? (say what?) Ya'll don't really really want that (say what?) And for whatever muthafucka, don't like it (say what?) Tell that sucka
up, feel comfortable, and rap tough And that's as backwards, cuz them niggaz just gone keep coming back And that's when extortion happens You struggle to get free
ack-wild Chorus: sung by Hittman Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right Strap by my waistline, cause niggaz don't fight Sucker free for life, so you
is the Fugees Refugees About to take you on a journey Into the dimensions of the Booka basement The basement, word Uhh Hey yo, one two three! The crew
[Intro:] Not! [Echoing] Blackwall Street The Game Beach Boy Charli Baltimore (He Wears A Red Bandana) Rockstar We Are The Black Gang Free Shye
bound Lyrics will leave em spell bound Clown now tired of being held down Cross my heart hope to die Blinded in some pussy Millionaire Living care free Sucka free
up in that nigga shoulder And a vest couldn't protect that flesh Cause I got, slugs, to knock the air out your chest Death, apparently they wasn't sucka free
pack a tec Devoted to servin this, Moet and paaayyy-checks Like Akai satellite nigga I'm forever ballin It ain't right parasites triggers and fleas crawlin Sucker