Yo It's that new Wooden
DeVille] Yo, it's a new day, full of them grits You cooked the meal at 6 Lets get it while this gettin good cause Granny ain't gon' forever Season changin, we like dependin on the weather Look what we doin, summer's ruined, fall y'all pack y'all Somebody told me war was comin, y'all just stack cheddar, better Checked my the other day and Sam done sent a letter I it and line for line it said I was a sucka The nerve of this motherfucker, claimin he's my Good God almighty, Lord have mercy, think that we's in send some help like quick, fast, do it on the double (9-1-1) The line been for days, hell maybe weeks I've tossin and turnin, back and forth, ensurin my 40 winks
[Ron Yeah I you dude I be the tube, toastin the rude Notice the news ain't nothin but and murder War and destruction, poor sufferin Lord troublin, the more you be hustlin the more you strugglin
- Skinny DeVille (R. Prophit)] Well God almighty look at what we have here (And it feels so to be herrrrrre) I said good God almighty at what we have here (Welcome, this is Leather) Well good God look at what we have here (And it feels so to be herrrrrre) I said God almighty look at what we have here (This is now Leather)
V] Trouble in my life got me baby We be at 'em poor so I'm crazy Anthrax on letters, daddy just paged me War got me worried, I been prayin How will I Listen here, "life is still a bitch" Money don't change shit, in the same shit To get it all, gotta it all or forget it dawg A winner ain't a quitter and a ain't a winner
[R. I just be steppin around the block cause I was doin my My crew been off all them rocks, just let my cellular ring V said he heard a of shots, word is that they copped them a sting I burn shit once my lyric drop, one move and you're stained We're pushin 'em 10 dollars a pop and I got exact It's investin in NASDAQ had me caught in the rain I'm 'bout to pull the mask out and have 'em screamin in And I be puttin them tracks out and all for the brain
[B. Stille - Well we done seen everything the sun And been done what shouldn'ta been y'all heard of the blacks still young Now one bad son-of-a-gun
[B. - rapping] Steppin out in the cowboy brim Once you rockin camel like (?) Tim DJ this record spin, let my family in Management go get the checks so we can
Well if good never turn it down Wood burn it down And learn how to them Plans you can cancel (cancel them)
[R. - singing] you know no good And what you no good you know no good And you know no good