I vandalize With rhymes, when I recite I hold the mic like a nine I design like a composer, blow you like a soldier Vocal mind with the smoothness, move with
well get naked as buck Do jumping jacks with a glass of orange juice and double stacks With syrup, syrup lots of syrup And slurp... my words, Words worth, work with
Peace to the God, pour out a little liquor 'Shame On A Nigga', I heard the reaper done came to get ya So I done copped a fifth of Vodka and in your
, don't get your eyes swolled up All black and blue on a bottle I love the beef, bitch smacking you ain't a problem I got family in bronx, (heh) and
look as if you've seen a ghost. Grantaire Some wine and say what's going on! Marius A ghost you say... a ghost maybe She was just like a ghost to
with you today? You look as if you've seen a ghost. GRANTAIRE Some wine and say what's going on! MARIUS A ghost you say... a ghost maybe She was just
look as if you've seen a ghost. GRANTAIRE Some wine and say what's going on! MARIUS A ghost you say... a ghost maybe She was just like a ghost to me
back to it The crib got a lot of soul like black music I'm attached to it In many ways this city raised me and gave me The drama, honor, and bravery
, scoop that up Back on the scene, crisp and clean You know how we get down baby? Let me tell you a lil' story You're not a chicken head goin' hee-shey
get involved with niggaz' Involved with killaz' Invlved with dealers Involved with niggaz' that make millions She coulda had it all including the world Now she's nothing more than a
my paper Clef ain't take your paper Clef is just a narrator think I'm a singer I'ma have you call a operator 911 now you breavin' through a respiration
walk through every cipher with dynamite in a beer hat. Who's that walking with a hole in his head? Bazooka Tooth Krueger, I came to break bread. What's a
a ballad, corpse a dead man walkin You can lead a man to a city but that don't assure civility You can beat a man to death with Aesop Rock bootleg cd'
Four rooms, a ceiling and a floor but there's more (close to insanity) A desk with a subtle light, a window and a door (close to insanity) One bottle
s a model, you my late night hoe That's right, ha, you see me at the club With a, with a look alike Halle motherfucker Look alike, look a, look alike
't say a motherfucking thing".) I stroll down memories the light will guide u Honor your mother, honor your father right beside you Hide you never 9-12 September U ain't sucking nothing but a bottle
shit's not comin' out Okay, you dropped a lil' album, still got no ends I made more in a month doin 'Cris ad libs Do a background check on me, see how
QB, PJs, and we playin' for keeps Jewelry, cars and Jeeps is my motto Four-fives with the hollows, **** on the nozzles Pop bottles with those who left here The best years, wearin' a