backward books
azizi gibson
okay i had too much to drink
i don't think ima' make it home
and get to the crib get stoned
and turn the damn t.v. on
and see what the fuck she's on
i know my nigga rosco blown
aww shit you better leave that alone
you ain't never seen a nigga run away
you worried about your clothes
girl you know you looking great
i know you see them other hoes fake
they only look good on friday
back then when i was that sinning nigga
trying to find a catalyst to get a little bigger
let's sew up some peace tonight
let's get right pass me my pipe
tell stories about our eyes
what they seen in all the lies
now it's time to kill these spies
cause they say the world is ours
but how in the world is that?
third eye noticed that your lying
let's sew up some peace tonight
let's get right pass me my pipe
tell stories about out eyes
what they seen in all the lies
now it's time to kill these spies
cause they say the world is ours
but how in the world is that?
third eye noticed that you lying
let me tell you little nigga once again
let a young lord do his thing
raptor head on my banister
and all you niggas got to stop