Intro. Split, split, split like. Chorus. Can I vent for you? Nah, nah. I’ve been, sentimental wit' my songs. I’ve been, sippin' on silence. Slippin' off wildlin', trippin' off guidance. Can I vent for
on the run like smurfs from azrael. No bluff, the magic I puff, I'm chokin sho nuff. I'm takin a bite out of rappers if my name was mc negra. warren g she's hotter than the south land on fire. All
The view of the hills is different from a window. In Mid-City. The loneliness in you is like a tempo. You keep steady. There's nothing you could ever try. There's nothing you could ever have. That wou
Oh, how about a round of applause. Yeah, standin' ovation. Oh oh yeah, yeah yeah yeah. . You look so dumb right now. Standing' outside my house. Trying' to apologize. You're so ugly when you cr
When I step up in the place your chance is gone. That bitch you was glancin' on. If she leaves with me, no chance that her pants is on. No bra no panties on. Make me suck the same thang that my ha