I sat outside my front window, this story's going somewhere He's well hung and I am hanging up There's a song on the radio that says "Let's get this party
Silver, turn it up, yeah We gonna put you on to something brand new, yo Know what I mean? Yo, we don't say, ?You know what I'm sayin'? T Dot says, ?Yuh
Oh, good God, Heaven Almighty, Heaven's to murder Troy We've got a cataclysmic situation developing Someone get down here now Come on, come on, baby
She's thunderstorms Lying on her front Up against the wall She's thunderstorms I've been feeling foolish You should try it She came and substituted The
The city's current eletricity No lights so I can hardly see And all despite, screaming rescue me, rescue me Who to trust in can u believe The devil owns
There's a dirty piece of cardboard that reads Montgomery Ward Taped across the window of my old Ford A six-pack on the front seat and a box of chicken
I'm just saying I want my mummy back Lost her to the drink but her soul's intact Mama said to me, ?Be proud of who you are? She saw Jesus in the eyes
Hauled himself onto the road Dust up to his nose Put that anchor down to find a place where he could go ?Cause he was looking for a shelter from the storm
TECH N9NE: (chorus) i will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick... x2 1st verse:
All: I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do You and I were
What up Haver male? how you doin'? I got the flu But I'm still movin', spokane that would be my town This is where the juggalos are born and crowned We
[Verse 1] Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before Me and my niggas at the bowling alley tripping 'cause we all tore I reminisce
[Girl] Only if you promise to smack me goddamnit [Tech N9ne] I think I'm gonna do the uhh.. hook on this one. Yea *Tech and girl moaning* [Tech N9ne
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung? There's a lot of slinky niggas where I come from There's another missile catcher just like him His name
Wicked, wicked now it's on I murder your whole city Nigga like frank nitty's hideous insidious Niggas betta give me respect when I flex Comin' tech flows
(intro:) Dwaaam it's hotter than them bitches sitting up in the free clinic nigga You know what I'm sizzlin It's time to get this party started right
The name of this motherfucker is called Questions (ha) Rough Draft (ha ha, tell em) QDIII did the beat (all day all night) Whassup to everybody out there
H.I.G.H.L.A.N.D Highland nigga H.artless I.saine G.etto H.odlum L.vin' A.d N.ver D.in' That's what I'm talkin' about Rogue dawgs, when I call my Rogue