then tie 'em down If he try to move then I gotta lie him down From Y-O, aka Riot Town I used to buy it, but I just supply it now Y'all used to talk, but
know how shit was but I know how shit is finna be (what?) Killin' off the enemy, short stoppin' ya cuts (yeeah) Cuttin' off ya supply cause now your connect
will float in the air And then hit by tears that fall Theyll sink into the terrain And hit the city pipes and drains Theyll mix in with the water supply
drugs and murdah for life Bitches deal with it, only lovin them hoes for the night If your feeling it, get high its alright but you can't get it, until
't let you down. And I'll... Be your strength when you weak Be the love that you see Be the one that you need And I'll... Be the air that you breathe
one step above your own mother feeding you unbelievable, dumb enough to be illegal you couldn't get this high without a fucking needle and a fucking supply
and Sean Boog when they killin' the R.O.C Ain't gotta worry 'bout if niggaz just pretendin' it's hot Cause I can see their hands in the air wavin', heads
the air my nose like basset hounds I don't stash the dro', nigga divide I'm that nigga that ride with trigga to give a supply High, is how I stay all
in the air my nose like basset hounds I don't stash the dro', nigga divide I'm that nigga that ride with trigga to give a supply High, is how I stay all
was hooked on weed I gave you dough, mo dough You don't know to supply your need What's it gon' be (uh) I was there I was the air you breathe Until you
Rock it deadly [x6] Rock it deadly(Backwards) [Mastamind] Mastamind's in the house once again, Nobody moves until the ceremony ends. Natas has came
pay This is real pimpin, key comin straight from the CIA and bill clinton. You kinda thugs ain't got a clue do you? Hey who the man who supply the man who supplying
good as new Until they reach disintegration. But I - Have been shone upon I've traded in my box of broken hearts For a lifetime supply Of air (Thanks
work They hold the square cos there's piss on the stairs Little man licks the pipe and blows the smoke high in the air He calls it welfare's prayer,
1 - Lil' Flip] Now where I'm from we be grindin' But I thank god, that I made it rhymin' Ye, you wanna track you gotta pay me dawg Until then I'ma be
: [Lyrics: Francis, Moyses/Music: Francis] Peaceful mission thru the air Suddenly caught unware Panic rises, lives in despair Fasten the seat belts,