[Al Pacino]. "I'll fight for you 'til the day I die". . [Gipp]. Yeah. yeah. yo. Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope. Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak.
(feat. Outkast). . (Al Pacino). "I'll fight for you 'til the day I die". . (Gipp). Yeah. yeah. yo. Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope.
Yeah, here's some shit make ya go. Have you ever wondered why the world hates you?. Maybe because you is a child of God?. . They come. Yeah, your best must be ready because they come.
The beat, goes, the beat-beat, goes. The beat, goes, the beat-beat, goes. The beat-beat, goes, the beat, goes. The beat, goes, and the beat, goes. . Well, it's the dip monk [Incomprehensible] execute parachute.
Crooked booty. Make ya, and shake yo shit, woo Lord. . I am puttin' poetry in motion. My addiction is overdosing and on a natural high. Supplyin' the soul with that unmistakable mystical magical feelin'.