[Intro: billy woods]
Don’t roll no more bush, man
I don’t know what that is, that ain’t haze, it’s not hitting
Let’s do this rhyme and just go page my man, right now
[Verse 1: billy woods]
The ox is out the cage, somebody get the twelve-gauge
Better yet elephant guns, sit back watch the beef come
Like a young'n who got the best drums in the slums
Jump outs go and have they fun, the lame don’t run
Deaf, blind, and dumb, one rung from Old Testament crack bum
Speaking in tongues, but the only Bush burning is the president
Crackers really sick I got a clip full of medicine
When in Rome watch your fellow citizen
Rep dirty south and I ain’t talking Maryland
More like Nigerians swallowing heroin
Mogadishu where they kidnap Americans
Oh, no! Billy let the terror in
Ill now, I was better then like Edgerrin
Stay on lean with the dexedrine rhyme scheme
Pass the nicotine, it’s America’s team
We got bricks of deferred dreams, QPs of purple and green
Plus eighths of thorazine, make sure the needle’s clean
Niggas getting shot up, nah mean?
Supreme style fiends with mics in our jeans
Like yardies who stay with machines
Any chains out is up for grabs
I got more mobile labs than Iraq turned out not to have
Chronic in garbage bags, not to be braggin
007 jumpin out movin paddy wagons
We straight efiL4zaggiN, a hundred miles and taggin
Brass balls dragon
Don’t roll no more bush, man
I don’t know what that is, that ain’t haze, it’s not hitting
Let’s do this rhyme and just go page my man, right now
[Verse 1: billy woods]
The ox is out the cage, somebody get the twelve-gauge
Better yet elephant guns, sit back watch the beef come
Like a young'n who got the best drums in the slums
Jump outs go and have they fun, the lame don’t run
Deaf, blind, and dumb, one rung from Old Testament crack bum
Speaking in tongues, but the only Bush burning is the president
Crackers really sick I got a clip full of medicine
When in Rome watch your fellow citizen
Rep dirty south and I ain’t talking Maryland
More like Nigerians swallowing heroin
Mogadishu where they kidnap Americans
Oh, no! Billy let the terror in
Ill now, I was better then like Edgerrin
Stay on lean with the dexedrine rhyme scheme
Pass the nicotine, it’s America’s team
We got bricks of deferred dreams, QPs of purple and green
Plus eighths of thorazine, make sure the needle’s clean
Niggas getting shot up, nah mean?
Supreme style fiends with mics in our jeans
Like yardies who stay with machines
Any chains out is up for grabs
I got more mobile labs than Iraq turned out not to have
Chronic in garbage bags, not to be braggin
007 jumpin out movin paddy wagons
We straight efiL4zaggiN, a hundred miles and taggin
Brass balls dragon
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