Texty:
Glass Tiger My Town

my town Tell me when the breeze is blowing Taking me home, to my town When I think of you Scotia There's a love that just bleeds in my heart In my childhood

zigga-and.. Mindin my business, hangin on the scene Kangaroos rolled by -- but I was clean ? ? got my tiger skin suit Hair braided up and my jungle brother

Gorillas on they bullshit, welcome to the jungle Fiends get served in the hallway, welcome to the hustle Where bitches do anything for a hit of that glass dick When I'm outta town

a few more days Watch my tongue move, and give me credit I've cheated language, don't you dare forget it With no one out here, this town begins to feel

wanna do? Huh? Shootin thru your town, nigga, lay that ass down It's the sharpness of this tiger that moves with no sound See me get raw with my sharp

zigga-and.. Mindin my business, hangin on the scene Kangaroos rolled by -- but I was clean ?? got my tiger skin suit Hair braided up and my Jungle Brother