juggling, bugging With thoughts in my head knowing crack kills Out for papes gotta let the Desert Eagle blow I get cacked, this rap shit is legal though Check the resume, slip
If I could turn back time, you'd still be mine You cried, I died I should have shut my mouth, things headed south in As the words slipped off my tongue
apart and bled upon the the ground-causing me to fire my passion as I stared into the gash that quivered like a burned and ripped out tongue. So great
I will be killing you quick in a flash, come down And it's a shame how I will kill without hesitation Me load me clip, me fingers slip Now that's the
the back an' they parkin' to, jump Thorough borough, bricks, ashy elbow kid I fuck chicks off Elmo Flicks My tape is off safety, tongue the gun Mouth
back Everything im sayin you should know that I meant that Baby girl tell them that im fresh as a mint pack Tic Tac breath strips Where we going breast slip Tongue
This how we do All year round, this is how it goes down Now check it out I don't kick it I punt it, I'm so wicked you want it? My tongue is tired from
you gave Has turned upon itself And all the things you said Evaporated, evaporated Was I blind Deaf and dumb To the words slipped From your tongue?
to mean so much (Embrasser c'est Francais, Embrasser c'est Francais) Love's way, S'abandonner (Embrasser c'est Francais, Embrasser c'est Francais) Slip
comes to mean so much - Embrasser c'est francais embFasser c'est francais Love's way s'abandonner - Embrasser c'est francais embrasser c'est francais Slip
for you baby; My lair, this is where we play baby, It's my playground. We'll be getting down Verse 2 Rub your shoulders, kiss your neck; Roll my tongue
but love for you baby My lair, this is where we play, baby It?s my playground, we?ll be getting down Rub your shoulders, kiss your neck Roll my tongue
ask questions before you shoot Deceit and betrayal's a bitter fruit It's hard to swallow, come time to pay That taste on your tongue don't easily slip
AHHHHLook out, it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps Who don't be knowin my name, I tear the frame out ya punks I make ya slide, make ya slip, make ya wanna
the cut, white out philly, your a dutch master, Roll like a natural disaster, As I crack ya, ass like cheap blastas, Rhyme mic bash ya, while my tongue
other mornin' The sun was shinin' and it was stormin' They had words over breakfast And he said somethin' reckless Just a solitary slip of the tongue