| Crept and We Came Bizzy: Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. Krayzie: Bailin' for saftey, we make it and chill. Bizzy: Ready be off in a coffin, and all'll be sprayed. Follow me murderous gauge, follow me murderous ways. Steadily pumpin' must my killas peel ya. Po-po was all I saw. Pop pop outta the window. We roll. Lil, Ripsta realer off and better often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs. Slang on the darkside, man. Bang on the darkside, man. Outta the thuggishruggish city where we bail, when I went back to my lair with the twelve gauge mossberg pumpin' shells. You were bloody murder murdered. |