الأغاني:
Dutch People The

don't believe in yesterday And what's black beatle anyway? A fuckin' roach I guess that's why they got me sittin' in fuckin' coach My guy said I need a different approach 'Cause people

Pissing in plastic cups before we went on stage Playing hackey sack back when Audioslave was still Rage Watching all the freaky Dutch kids vomit then

to the wake But if her family called I'm gon' make sure that they straight It's like this part of my life I live is damn near mastered The more people

for these niggaz on the net, sellin my shit Let's just say you Ramone and I'm Spit In a habitat of Cadillacs and battle raps and people that travel at

's with rims, Flippin' mix tapes to bitches feedin' me grapes, Peep my mind state, Big Poppa' flow is lethal, That weed make my ass wanna kill four people

any style Niggaz can't help it, cause they bumpin' the shit loud Whasup kid? Feel the rush, glad you kept in touch With these niggaz who be puffin on the Dutch

interview I know you into me, so let me get into you I'm always in the mood for laughin' and lovin' And rappin' and fuckin' And passin' the dutch And

know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa Yo, yo See I'm a Philly nigga, I can't fuck wit a Dutch chick Automatic

truth Got it on lock jaw to the tip of the tooth Way I floss, no dental insurance to boot But my chain hangs low, I could double-dutch Keep my eyes