to give away in a red packet Come on! Your ass will burn with my racket (haha) It's just an appetizer! A dream without a nightmare! Leave a message! We
hope somebody brought a bag of weed I like them flavored blunt wraps Or a peach white owl But here, I'm in a hurry So just pack a bowl for now It's still
a needle You phony as the 5th Beetle Fuck a B on a deedle Rockin Toledo like a trooper, What? Leaving your conscience in a stuper, What? Fuck a Smith
[Violent J:] I'm shakin' so fast that you could say I'm vibratin' There's a sickness in my head a hunger escalatin' There's no other ending to this shit
a needle you phony as the fifth beetle. Fuck a B on a Deedle Rockin Toledo Like a Trooper, What Leavin your conscience in a Stuper, What? Fuck a smith
on a hatchback Put my patch down cause a head crack I'm trapped, in a hole filled with guns and drugs Three-headers, nothing better 5% and thugs Style tight like o.j
you's fiend to the extreme A nightmare but not a dream Realer than real State once I penetrate you mindstate ya never get ya scrilla straight I'm on a
I'm a sniper Rapper like a pack, step on 'em like a mack My DJ cut-creator scratch a record like a cat E at my side with pride who got a bigger rep Shh smoke the mic like a
for President, buckin shots past the spleen 9 millimeter dream, Mac 11 nightmares Electric chairs, which MC's do you fear? Big Poppa, Junior M.A.F.I.A
me you's fiend to the extreme A nightmare but not a dream Realer than real State once I penetrate you mindstate ya never get ya scrilla straight I'm on a
have seen What you call a nightmare, are what I have as dreams Bad as that may seem, I know is only going to get worse Love, a slug, which one am I gonna
ri-ii-ii-ing [Chorus (2x)] Three ring a ding a ding ding People love to point and stare Three ring a ding a ding ding It's the same as everywhere [
(feat. De La Soul) We just keep on rockin' [x7] 86'in it We was 5 bricks in it Firm like a silicon tit in it Had the sticks and the 40's all thick in
leave tracks like a needle You phony as the 5th Beetle Fuck a B on a deedle Rockin Toledo like a trooper, What? Leaving your conscience in a stuper,
Could go to law school, try to pass the bar I could be a fireman, maybe a movie star Could play hoops and be the next Mike J. Gettin' paid for a game
any day is good for me to go and kill a ho so fuck the money, mo murder mo murder mo and it's a nightmare on yo' mama's street but freddy's bitch-ass