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4 In The Temple

アーティスト:Witchdoctor  アルバム:...A S.W.A.T. Healin' Ritual 

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(feat. Big Gipp, T-Mo, Phoenix) Gotta get on my job Take it back to the warehouse Plot back in [Gipp] A late night escape, hit me on the script On the hip, gotta dip Hollering, calling me out like a Girl Scout Better go ahead and sell your cookies later Fuck up out my face, rookie Took me on a trip away Chopping trees, eating grits with runny eggs I'm always tripping on the beggars working the same corner Trying to vamp me with the creases in your clothes Sticking cuffs up in my face, don't act Fumbling, pretty scared like tailbacks they flow Knees and elbows got drug in the parking lot So jellybeans (where ya at?) come clean Come on in, sit down, relax and catch your wind Some pretend but this man don't bend Limping like Willy, turning bunks face down On the military campground And I'm out, nigga [Phoenix] Yeah, all this goddam grinding ain't shit (ho hustling) Cause I ain't got nathan to show Except small quantities of blow And enough flow to keep my lil boy belly full But when that little bit run out Pray your card don't get pulled Should my path ever be crossed On my family-feeding missions Missing persons lives lost, inside edition Kissing ass on nine-to-fives ain't gon keep me alive Had to do without a lot still I seem to survive Tried that straight path with the bow lean Better with this new world, fitting in Like a buzzard in a bed of swirl Pearl handle on this firearm Partner stay calm, now pass me your bomb I thought your moms Had told you about them niggas in the slums (East Point, smoke something) [T-Mo] I wish you were me and I was you Maybe then you would see what I go through Each and every day, making up thangs to say, to speak Uplifting words from my soul to keep And my niggas that fantasize how


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