quit your job and do what's right And make you my partner for life So we can chill and have a little fun So we can chill and have some little ones So
their eyelashes Mom would wonder if I was evil when I'd Covet my brother's Kenievel Christmas time is filled with joy but only if You're a little boy
sexually appealing But I read his journal, it was very revealing He fucked your sister in an elevator junior year, oh yeah, oh yeah And let your brother
the others Go to war with my brothers I'm unstable like Kane did to Abel I'm out the stable sinnin from the beginnin Leavin daddy's little girl pretty
ill the other times buck wild But the science is always there I'd be a true sucker if I acted like I didn't care I rap for brothers just like myself Dazed
skin Cause ??? a lot of blacks is down with the Republicans This shit don't have to happen That's why a brother like me's still rappin Just treat each other
brothers out there sellin' out man Why they goin' out like that man? Yo, sellin' out like it ain't nothin' man I ain't with it Dig it, I'm just a brother
] Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out Sound a little
no war against my brother. But i'm a man first and i demand my respect from all 'em. success sweet, nucka, is why i keep lookin' but every other bite
that large coz i'm a fucking star have you seen my car Holly Willoughby you can come around my bar i want it all no minimum Tinchy the general me and my brother
Little brother's got a habit that he thinks, he's gettin' under control And he's sellin' all our love and best wishes as the hunger grows Living by the
might fall off, four fifts and get messend But your still my dawg and my big homie spawldy And I feel I'm the youngest, he expects a little more from
em what you got girl show em you the shit go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna give with your pretty little buttons you a pretty little flower
dime Show em what you got baby Show em you the shit Go on throw it to the wall, baby somthing gonna give With your pretty little buttons you a pretty little
This is James Brown I wanna talk to you about one of our Most deadly, killers in the country today I had a dream the other night, and I Was sittin'
and takes a piss on the sofa, Getting home and play dick swords with the Jonas...Brothers, Your mother fucking mothers are roamers, Like no other, I
[Chris Brown] I go by the name of Yung Chris Breezy Its hard to see me cuz Im fly as a plane And my swag is in 3-D I do this in my sleep In other words
pretty, It was dying There were some who had more than they could eat And other with no shoes up on their feet, They were crying I saw a brother sell his brother