Tiny
Aye yo this shit doesn't come easy but hey don't
misjudge me whatever might displease you, still
couldn't touch me. I don't care what I write is
what I'm gonna bust fights on round one, if you
fuck with anyone of us. What! Please, you better
run till your knees concede shit hits the fan next
time you see me. And I don't stall about what's up
with ya'll now freeze on the spot when it's time
to let it all out. And I don't know I just don't
know why things always get little bit out of
control why people get rowdy when I come into the
place. Whoops, there goes my glass in your face.

Chorus
One time for my posse. Posse. Two times for my
homes. Homes. We'll be chillin in the backseat.
Backseat. Where we bury the bone. Bury the bone.

tiny
Here's a birdie who plays dirty in this game. It's
a shame that my ex wants to act this way. What a
hag man, what a bunch of crap to say. When I've
been nothing but fair with you up till this day.
But hey, you got what you wanted so choke on this
shit to. You got issues, why you think I broke up
with you. Damn it, can't you see I don't need this
crap. I can't believe this bitch, give me my cd's
back. Infact how's that for a turn on. For your
ugly ass and a face I wouldn't even shoot
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really got me pissed off. You flatchested bitch
you really thought I went this soft. I tried to be
nice, but if all you want is beef then a word of
advice so you can sink your teeth in. I can be
your bearer of ill rotten blues, when you
disregard me this way, I bring bad news.

chorus slow
One time for my posse. Two times for my homes.
We'll be chillin in the backseat. Where we bury
the bone.

My experience limited reputation discredited. The
locals read it man, I have to live here please
edit it. You can type that I'm quite nice if they
buy it. I like my weekends private, real peaceful
and quiet. I don't condone violence read books for
recreation. I interfere with politics and public
relations. So put that in your peace and a lid on
it please. Doesn't matter if you bend the truth a
little bit see. Next time I'm in the studio I'll
take my grudges out, and you can get the clean
version sent to your house. This is my scene now,
and I'm a crake for more, till the world breaks,
what the fuck you take me for.

One time for my posse. Posse. Two times for my
homes. Homes. We'll be chillin in the backseat.
Backseat. Where we bury the bone. Bury the bone.