were blunt - your cunts were blunt - your cunts were blunt - your cunts were blunt we we are blunt were proud and were punk from england and now that we are
up that spine, that ass is mine Skip the wine and the candlelight, no Cristal tonight If it's alright with you, we fuckin' (That's cool) Deja vu, the blunts
the way I got on this John We was in the garage and I got on that bong A n-gga said Wayne went nuts And I think I went, what my nuts are over-grown I
Yeah, Ice-T nigga, seventh deadly sin It's all about that hardcore mind Got my nigga Radzay, my nigga Bazaro My girl Gripsta in the house We gonna do
Ice-T) Yeah, Ice-T nigga, Seventh Deadly Sin It's all about that hardcore mind Got my nigga Radzay, my nigga Bazaro, my girl Gripsta in the house We gonna
the mood except for the lateral G4 flights, now we're off to Australia I wanna see more of the world These are more than just words These are facts from
Tommy Montana From Queens had before the '90s Drug dealer car Rush to the bar Move niggas, we don't give a fuck who you are Black card Heavy like a magnet
muthafuckin 9'2 I scream motherf-ck you and whoever design you and if you think you hot then obviously you are lied to and we dont die, we multiply and then we
I know you want to say We tried our best to find us But there are no lights to guide us I can't sleep beside a stranger now Piece by piece we fall
ain't got medicine I got bars, sentence'n I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt And I'll kick that hoe, punt Forced trauma, blunt You play the back, bitch, I'm
love them hoes, f-ck that p-ssy till its aching Pass a bitch like Troy Aikman Man, gangsta's don't die, gangsta's go to Vegas We don't need no navigation, we
heavy sales And just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt We can't self destruct I've never felt it this much Come on fellas, get up We got to fight like
I'm the reporter baby You could be the news Cause your the cigarette And I'm the smoker We raise a bet... Cause your a joker Truth tho... You are the
the ties that you have with your friends is the prize we need to recognize hellos and goodbyes and if we realize before we die then we are wise keep digging
wasn't for the Bronx This rap shit probably never would be going on So tell me where you from? Uptown, baby, uptown, baby We gets down, baby, up for the crown, baby We
gonna burn it on up Like ya first time pushin' a clutch You shake when you see me Shiver when you feel my touch We both know it's real love But we endulgin
press We got the software, hard drive, CD ROM We got the exploitation.com We got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualone The media, the message "You are what you own" We
for more We experienced pleasure unparallel Into a ocean of love we both fell Swimming in the timeless, currents of pure bliss Fantasies interchanging with each kiss Undying passion unites our souls Together we
