Texty:
Bad Touch The Save Your Last Breath

mother fuckers bad as me Bust at a nigga wit' a rhyme Or a nine wit' a tragedy When it cause catastrophes, will actually 'cause you to bleed Fuck up anything you breathe

't let them niggas pump your nuts and now you thinking you bad Don't let me run up on yo' ass and you end up in the past Don't let your mouth write a

With your fat ass, fix your cash in a grab bag By the time you touch your toes Muthafucka I'll be in Baghdad Ooh, I heard your pussy went platinum Colomena

funk breath The last rebels left? Slide off or get the digipack slashed in your neck You're figitin' with 28 day simian Yeah, dog Him again The bad touch

re so afraid the way we'll offset who we are all those breaths that you took have now been canceled in your lungs. last night my teeth fell out like

stands upon the shore breathe the ever-burning fire that guards the ever-door. Man - son of man - buy the flame of ever-life (yours to breathe and breath

on Swishers Lieutenant look like you roastin mo', turkeys than bitches With your fat ass Fix your cash in a grab bag By the time you touch your toes

mcnasty Mc's couldn't even see me You're too fragile to touch this mass style Girls be running up saying, oh, you're too bad child So save your breath

I keep my dreams wrapped in plastic Retrack my past steps to catch it with my last breath So, who wants to know what it's like, To feel the things I touch