niggaz, anything he could do he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew starting fights over little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling
, Oh, Hammer, Hammer of love. Oho, yeah. Though you pound this bitter heart, Down to a molten steel, Cast it in the furnace, Of your burning spinning wheel, I will rise up
floor with the swiss army knife's ar Der, slipping into the manhole cover situated under the bus, and walking up to the hotel's basement from there. jim called up
re getting the hell out of here This place could burn for all we care (Getting the hell out of here) This place could burn for all we care (This place could burn
't about money Cause we all make dollars That's why I walk with my head up When I hear wack rhymes I get fed up Rap is like a set-up A lot of games A
Than attendance in a class of schizophrenics, hear hear Drink to that pick up raps, intoxicating Got your craving my living proof, mixture of speech and wine To' up
the cars and the bitches, livin' lavishly But there's only one problem, y'all ain't bad as me Who could flip a record company from a half a ki? Then
I'm O.G., like the candle light grip I'm company, too sheezy and Magic Mike I'm the one that named the burn out faulties Back in the days when everybody
burn Rub me down like lubriderm, we the cure and you're the germ Embalm you with the fluid, make you do it like sherm Keep you up until the end of the
down That wants to get up again If we're a drop in the bucket With just enough science to keep from saying fuck it Until the last drop of sun burns
said, "I'm up to my neck in alligators Jaws gnashing at me Each one trying to pull a piece away" Darling, you can't slay these beasts of prey Some bad
Ya understand The white man can't fuck with me I Hoo-Bang in the streets Hoo my company Papered up beyond mother fucker's belief A millionaire patrolling the city streets See the flames burning
it to spring and it's no bed of roses it's just more hard work and bad, bad, bad company but you make me feel so free baby, you make me feel so free
every street in this town every street in this town if she's hiding she'll be coming up burned it's been a long way since i made a bad
've been through so much Don't you think it's time To give it up You deserve love The way I do And how I see it It's you for me and me for you Just come
make me feel so free And so I yearn for mistress calling me That?s the muse, that?s the muse But we only burn up with that passion When there?s absolutely
the hell you a fight against? CHORUS Run go tell your friend (jump up) Equal rights again (jump up) Rich and poor alike (jump up) Asian Black or White (jump up
thing I remember is wakin up nearly dead With another Fred Flintstone lump on my head Of course I was mad, this type of thing can burn at you They tied me up