No Rest for the Wicked歌词
************* ass mother******
You that pie ass *************
Stand on your own two feet *************
And the ************* you gon' buy somebody else's *************
*************, yo, as it long enough to put in your mouth
Turn that *************t up louder
What's up wit that *************t?
Yo Muggs, make it rough
So many fools swingin' from my sack
Let's talk about the one who had my back
Down in the west coast, so lemme kick it
To the mother****** who calls himself '
Wicked'No rest, no peace!
No sleepDoughboy rolling down the hill 'cause it's so steep
Jackson, lemme figure out the name
Jack 'cause you be stealing other *************z game
But I'm the wrong ************* you wanna ************* with
On my ************* so hard, that ya wanna suck it
Go on the head, gobble up the nuts
Get your lips ready and tear this mother****** up
Talk about
Ezy, correct yourself
Cube, better step back and check yourself
Let's talk about this
First solo album on the east coast *************
The east coast *************z all showed ya love
Especially the one known as the '
King Sun'He tried to warn us *************z aboutcha
But nobody would listen, even but then dissin'
Two albums later, you callin' my crew
All because ya wanna be
Cypress Cube!
Shoulda known you couldn't hang in the alley
Good boy went to school, out in the valley
************* it, lemme make this understood
Speakin' on mama's little boys in da hood
No vaseline, just a rope and a chair and gasoline!
Lench Mob is a friend of mine
But you talk about them *************z from behind
You know what the
Hossack is,
O'Shea?A mother******g pig, that don't fly straight
Where ya gonna run to?
Where ya gonna hide?
Taadow! Look at who's running outside!
Natural born bull*************tta!
Lemme hitcha
With a dose of reality when
I get witcha
Your homie [Incomprehensible]
Put a pipe on the cover, even though you don't smoke
BuddhaLet me take you down under on a plane
Where everybody was going insane
Took a look at the real one
Afro Comb!
The next morning you didn't have yours on
How many ways will you bite my *************t?
Would ya wet me or start throwing up a set?
Caution, when you enter the zone
Never used to bang 'til you heard the microphone
I got Cube melting in a tray
Pulling up his card and ******g up his good day
Unoriginal rap veteran, the ************* who say
He don't steal from his friends
Don't trust that ************* named
O'Shea************* him, and send him on his way
You that pie ass *************
Stand on your own two feet *************
And the ************* you gon' buy somebody else's *************
*************, yo, as it long enough to put in your mouth
Turn that *************t up louder
What's up wit that *************t?
Yo Muggs, make it rough
So many fools swingin' from my sack
Let's talk about the one who had my back
Down in the west coast, so lemme kick it
To the mother****** who calls himself '
Wicked'No rest, no peace!
No sleepDoughboy rolling down the hill 'cause it's so steep
Jackson, lemme figure out the name
Jack 'cause you be stealing other *************z game
But I'm the wrong ************* you wanna ************* with
On my ************* so hard, that ya wanna suck it
Go on the head, gobble up the nuts
Get your lips ready and tear this mother****** up
Talk about
Ezy, correct yourself
Cube, better step back and check yourself
Let's talk about this
First solo album on the east coast *************
The east coast *************z all showed ya love
Especially the one known as the '
King Sun'He tried to warn us *************z aboutcha
But nobody would listen, even but then dissin'
Two albums later, you callin' my crew
All because ya wanna be
Cypress Cube!
Shoulda known you couldn't hang in the alley
Good boy went to school, out in the valley
************* it, lemme make this understood
Speakin' on mama's little boys in da hood
No vaseline, just a rope and a chair and gasoline!
Lench Mob is a friend of mine
But you talk about them *************z from behind
You know what the
Hossack is,
O'Shea?A mother******g pig, that don't fly straight
Where ya gonna run to?
Where ya gonna hide?
Taadow! Look at who's running outside!
Natural born bull*************tta!
Lemme hitcha
With a dose of reality when
I get witcha
Your homie [Incomprehensible]
Put a pipe on the cover, even though you don't smoke
BuddhaLet me take you down under on a plane
Where everybody was going insane
Took a look at the real one
Afro Comb!
The next morning you didn't have yours on
How many ways will you bite my *************t?
Would ya wet me or start throwing up a set?
Caution, when you enter the zone
Never used to bang 'til you heard the microphone
I got Cube melting in a tray
Pulling up his card and ******g up his good day
Unoriginal rap veteran, the ************* who say
He don't steal from his friends
Don't trust that ************* named
O'Shea************* him, and send him on his way
