buddha monks with the owls
buddha monks with the owls
buddha monks with the owls
p.l.o. style. here comes the ruckus
thousands of cut-throats and purse-snatchin' fucks
i'll be givin' you the pain
comin' from the 36th chamber
hittin' with the buddha-fist style
shotgun slammin' in your chestpiece
is blown all over the terrain
like a man without no arms you can't hang
time for a change of the guard
you've been arrested for lyric fraud now you hard
i pull strings like b.b. king on guitar
i'm the true fist of the north star!
ooooooooh! what a tangled web we weave
when first we practice to decieve
runnin' with my clan we be stickin'
my street family stays together
rest in peace to my nigga two cent
the street life is the only life i know
i live by the code style it's mad p.l.o. iranian thoughts and cover like an arabian
grab a nigga on the spot and put a nine to his cranium
i.can't.get no satisfaction
unless they get protaction
comin' with my clan so what's happenin'
the m-e-t-h-o-d got me drinkin' o.e. all night in a m.p.v. just maxin'
bitches know the hour it be time for some action
p.l.o. peace to that nigga barryano
let's take him to the bridge