Bizzy Bone "Better Run, Better Hide" |
Yeah, Yeah Bizzy The Kid The Midwest Cowboy galloping To a hood near you imgine me being signed to B2K You, think you can pay me in Monopoly money? man i will smack one of you in the head with a baseball bat (Chorus) You, run and you, hide better hide, better hide And you a run and you and hide better hide hide (x2) (Verse 1) Son of a i never through a grenade i'd never sell out to B2K gotta love the way in da street hold be hold'n me back im the rebelious leader of the army bregaid aint a, that can wipe my style because it always change you hold me down im still gon rain got poped in back of the dog when hoe came back with with bullet da bullet, brains murdah my little brother and how much you think i paid to chop da body to build grenades got kidnapped to through the tape like hey jump outa the window you know it get n the way they murda my children when i tryin to change the shit to another level the babolonians against the rebels it was seven of us comin with the Bone Thugs up against the wall come out the corner doin the devel put the peddel to the metal with me and my seven animals right around the corner reloadin holden the handle got a 2-57 that everybody call cannibal russion rolet whos next ready to gamble im a rammblin man keep guns on the mantle and acount for my little brother capo cofusious you know what it is its how we do it through a brick in the buildings (???) never tollerated you just the passion of the christ give me the money can never fuck me twice went shop for the impsosilse give me the gospiles with the wing spread the movent take flight shot at bizzy the kid ready for combat bring it on napalm comeback runnin machien guns and another round looks some sinister rips we really gonna come (Chorus) (x4) In the kitchen whatch the fans kicken i tearin, is the ray is the fon smitchen mystified got me mystified and bring it on he deserve to get his dick in put the, in the bed turn rats in the realin and only motels make him wear ribbons through the visitor room he kissin his kids and backs to room (???) if the real come on you wanna fuck it im the realist high yall spinnin before i getten sinits with a Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |