, the cut of the plow in the furrowed field Seasons round, the bushels of corn and the barley meal Broken ground, open and beckoning to the spring Black dirt
his pocket Too my pistol out, unlocked it, pulled the hammer back and cocked it And left his shit all on the carpet, I seen a (Murder, murder) I pin-
hand Just close your eyes and I will guide you I'm an extra terrestrial Came up out the fuckin' dirt like a vegetable Find out what ma cerebellum for When I pin
how I do, aight For FUN, Hahahahahah, T.W.IsM. (Shaquille O'Neal) I get deeper then the fire thin Y'all wanna riot? It's like a rifle without the firing pin
gear, I'm gone Had the best to the worst confess my lyrics is strong I was born to raise hell and cause havoc when I enter Have the pin back hands up
damn it just aint fuckin fair but your crew told you what was up you just didn't give a fuck my lyrics are intact so my picture you can pin it up take
, I'm with the quickness All because a big nigga bought a ki' of dope Watch a young nigga flip this Straight independant, ain't nobody lendin' Underground King Pin
When a nigga's on the set we makin' money again Drinkin' forty red bullets smokin' boo-koo weed It's fucked up gettin' drunk makin' money havin' fun Five-0 come but our dirt
'Cuz every hood got a trigga happy nigga That don't give a fuck about puttin' two in your liver But how you figure you can do dirt and stay clean Niggas
I'm not from your heaven Look into the eyes of a child And a million men have fought to keep the light that will go Out into the future in the dirt
overdue for headin? outta town Gotta fever that they call the rodeo Just enough winners and make the next show Sometimes you make eight sometimes you hit dirt Go on pin
I know the sun is comin' up And ya'll are probably gettin' ready for closin' up But I'm trying to drown my soul I'm tired of this life on a dirt
I know the sun is comin' up And ya'll are probably gettin' ready for closin' up But I'm trying to drown my soul I'm tired of this life on a dirt road
to quit head first, high dive in this deep end Abandon ship 'cause its sinking way too quick Give me some forgiveness, and I'll try cause this time if I pull the pin
sight We were there twenty minutes seemed like forever it lasted His brother broke down his moms collapsed on tha casket See tha caretaker throw the first shovel of dirt
clergyman in his forearms. Long Island was porn stars and puppies pushing sniffles, fit into the eighth dimension or slipped through the pin holes, ?zoop? slipped through the pin
stilts so my feet would stay dry when God's wine glass tilts if I had a shovel, I'd dig a hole in the dirt and I'll be hiding when his drunken stupor