Friday, November 19, 2004

Hey kid, who you lookin' at?
Why you standin' all up in my face like that?
You ain't never seen a baseball bat? A maniac knockin' on your babeball cap
You better step about ten paces back Or you'll be layin' where your shoe laces at
Go do what your momma told you And don't be actin' like a punk, thinkin' your a soldier
I see you got a cell phone, i got a number you can dial son, make it 911
Tell 'em stop at hef's house on the way kid Pick up some playmates but only if they naked
Don't know how you do in your city But 'round here we gettin' down to the nitty gritty
And i hate to put you out like that But you've been burnin' like a fire with a mouth like that

1 Comments:

Blogger SWiSS said...

Take me back to yesterday
Rollin dice and gettin laid
Everything was A-OK
OOOOOOOOO!

Now and then a cloud rolls in
Rains on my parade and then
Talkin this and that again
OOOOOOOOO!

2:55 PM  

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