of my night One day I'll find myself facing the firing line Serves me right, for the record I've written my crimes I will cherish this love for the rest
life. I will cherish this love for the rest of my night. One day I'll find myself facing the firing line. Serves me right. For the record I've written
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my life. I will cherish this love for the rest of my night. One day I'll find myself facing the firing line. Serves me right. For the record I've written
I got it goin' on I wanna make sure you remember me So I'm gon' leave my number on your video phone I got no time for frontin' I know just what I?m wantin
see that I got it goin' on I wanna make sure you remember me So I'ma leave my number on your video phone I got no time for frontin' I know just what
me, I think I'd lose every benefit Of all that I've accomplished if my kids never win at shit Me knowing this, why should the verses I've laid Be more
right brush and I draw all I promise I been thinkin before ya'll I barely get tired I'm rarely inspired And you accompish in a week is What I'm daily required I
guy 'Zy rollin' with my cat eye, dead eye Ain't afraid to flame a rat up But I hot out fathom My album hit the shelves We hustle for record sales Hit
on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out -- special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that) Special delivery!!! (I
, this is war Lord, I'm the answer without a question No evidence, no possession Stop stressing, shit, I got moves to make Streets is dark but still I illuminate, nigga I
's fire, it's fire I burn it down on stage, I make it hot 'Til the fire marshall come shut down the spot I have the club jam packed every time I rock
's a taste!!! Every day I make a sandwich with ham and cheese Use miracle whip,I don't like mayonnaise I eat a can of beans,good for my heart About 1 a.m.,I
talk I want the right to speak, I want the right to walk Where I wanna yell and I'm gonna Tell and rebel every time I'm on a Microphone on the stage
record because of the things I say They'll say I'm glamorizing the hustlin' hood And a record like this can do no good But I'm not here to tell ya right
it's done "An emcee? Maybe I could be one" Drop the thought, get a job, change your mind To be a dope MC takes time Eight years of mine, no time for draggin
Yo,it's time for me to pump the volume No problem,the record's revolvin' Evil's the mixer,I'm the rap trixister Paparazzi on the bum rush for pictures