ترانه:
Off With Their Heads Old Man

the time None of the sadness is going away Nothing will change until you let yourself live I know i'm like you in more ways than one And i truly hate the man

you really understand? One-syllable word, old man? You got a problem with my space? Get your look out of my face 'Coz I've had it with your lies You'

safe kicked me down with cold cash Knew I would get busy- He didn't waste time to ask Word Continued clockin' freaks with emcee posterior Rollin' in allmenn blazer with

off my head like fucking Brittney Man dre wont mix my records now I need to talk to jimmy I'm falling back in my old ways I'm riding with my semi Who'

and left the place I?d known Now words have lost their meaning The words have lost their meaning and she?s bored

He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem Good scene there, everybody raving One day, one night, came a Cadillac with four head lights Came a man with

out Fuck that shit is serious Give it to `em niggas, kid show them how real it is These punk motherfuckers get their head pushed, leds bust Guns on their

language all the people done heard Streets sense gon' keep me in it for a minute You fuckin' with a General, salute me Lieutenant I'm not too particular with lies I look 'em in their

chicken wangs With celery sticks and dip A glass of dom, with some hittin' songs And a cute girl on my hip, well alright My man was chillin' with a girl