I'm yours, I thank God for you And you just make me better, you're my betta half Who loves me like you do? Oh baby baby Who loves me like you do? Listen
finna' get up in 'em Back up off of dis nigga If you don't wanna get fucked up then shut up the talkin' Barkin' betta block 'em off the nigga talkin, sparkin' Betta
You was fuckin' with a killa, your patnahs tried to tell you But you didn't listen, now your whole chest missin' in action 'Cause I'm kidnappin' motherfucker's souls
Your rhymes soft like fur Oh' you wright for her Well that explanit it But I reign it, I rule it So cool it, while I school it Listen to percision Rhyming
bump, ransom stylist, thick Rich like 69 dollar shit Crazy like the Spice Girls, finger lickin, kickin Sa-vory, fla-vory expedition mission Free the land Africa, Africa listen.. Listen
in the streets or in college So you betta pick up a book or something Or fuck it, FAB will put it in a hook or something Hope that you listen to it Got
When I write light ya ass up if ya like Mike ya mad Tryna make a comeback betta wave a white typa flag Any nigga that listen to him are like Mike a fag
then Big Noise flew in from Winnetka, Big Noise flew right out again. Stop! Look! Listen! Here comes the Big Noise! Stop! Look! Listen! Here comes the Big Noise! [Bette
Chorus: Buju Banton + Fat Joe] [BB] Who the fuck you know be fuckin with this?! As Big Pun's knowin you'll be givin a shit! [FJ] Not a damn soul!
coze, here all alone, tryin find our soul, before the mind is gone, tryin find that god and roll, and keep rollin on, on on on rollin on you betta keep
t nowhere to turn to (When all of this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out) [Verse 4: Flesh N Bone & Bizzy Bone] I'm stuck lookin' for the lost soul
[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone] It'll be all about that llelo bank roll Betta make that money man, dead wrong Put it on the low betta beat them hoes Gotta get
out the creep or the reaper will meet ya [Verse 2: Layzie Bone] Bailin' on ah mission, flippin' the script Betta check what the wind just blew in Betta
chandelier fall Choke house guests with hors d'ourves made outta sea floors And metaphors betta then yours, settle the scores Leave cats wrapped up in medical gauze You better
got your whole town shook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook You betta listen
good girl's gone bad when a good good girl's gone bad she (gone forever) (2x) (Verse 1): You should be there girl When I was in love, with you Listen
it I'm bout to peel his bananna real quick Spit the sickness get cha dick split witness Sicka dis shit business I'm a put him on a hit list Teach him