tokd em that they better have luck tomarrow they say i only bring them sarrow hend em the mic thats a barrow painten all theses pictures its like picaso told em that they better get back i aint no fatso told em they better not be so bitter oh runnin back i aint a critter no told em they aint no better flow told em they better go up and glow drinkin out the straw blow told em they better not go know rock it... told em they run back its in my pocket i shoot it all out its a rocket told em they better come back no socket i put it all in the locket runnin it back i gotta clock it so i better talk it runnin pack its like a pit told em it wouldnt fit all i wanted was a little bit told em i didnt mean to hit told em they better go and suck it... up now they got a new pup told em that its luck so they better not get stuck know they couls tuck but they didnt want no buck i aint a little up