Thirstin Howl III & Master Fuol
Thirstin Howl III & Master Fuol
Thirstin Howl III & Master Fuol
Thirstin Howl III & Richie Balance
Thirstin Howl III & Unique London
Thirstin Howl III
Thirstin Howl III & Master Fuol
Thirstin Howl III
Thirstin Howl III
Thirstin Howl III & Rack-Lo
Thirstin Howl III & Unique London
Thirstin Howl III
Thirstin Howl III
Thirstin Howl III & Rack-Lo
Thirstin Howl III
Thirstin Howl III & Unique London
Thirstin Howl III & Master Fuol
Thirsty to the third power
Focused to the last breath
My styles are so naked and untouched on stage I feel like I’m half-dressed
The thirst is never quenched
Sounds of hunger
Evidence less reminisce to stay crisp
We did bad things
Thug thesis
Entourage respected in synagogues
Hung out with niggas I could’ve robbed
Son, runnin from his case
Next head waitin’ in a field
Penitentiaries of steel
Recoverin’ shank wounds, took thirty stitches to heal
Two weeks of therapy
Tryin’ to auction off classic hits by Eric B
Remixes of my melody
But my mahogany had her own ebony
Branch of the celery
Trust pundit home ever D’s
We need Department of Treasuries
Bought a condo with a view of the prison where she said I’d be
Where she was mad at me
‘Cause I did bad things
All the times I walked in the crip drunk and my moms kicked me in the ass with some strict advice
'Cause we did bad things
No more slaps on the hand
In Japan, it’s chopped off
Not to mention if it was Gorbachev
You pulled a burner ‘cause you was holdin’ yours
Had to make it into present ‘cause even your broad knows you’re soft
Bloodied up the popo’s sports
Now those are bad things
I hope God forgives
Escapin’ to Florida where they grow those oranges
Reports stated he got caught with illegal substances, he said aren’t his
Whatever the court decides will bring another sorrow ???
Like when an orphan cries
Dead body shadowbox
Swarms of flies
Two shots of ??? for ??? for black folks
Caucasians with afros
Sometimes our similarities are that close
When we can all be judged as assholes
Kites flown up north back and forth to my fam disco
Holdin’ your head standin’ strong
But we didn’t think time would go this low
But things changed on ???
Eagles still throwin’ the first punches in fights
I got a call the other day that said they took my man ??? life
And that was nothin’ nice
It was a bad thing
Tears and sorrow
For what appeared as borrow
Led without a future nowhere near tomorrow
So we be lived yesterday
Holdin’ dirt from your restin’ place
Is like my Book of Life
Is like my Book of Life
With the end erased
We do bad things