all the sponsorship for the touring! "Where the Dark Fantasy tour at Ye?" I dont know, ask, ask Hennesy (thats Coca-Cola) Say 'he aint clean enough' but rappers aint mean
down kiss my finger I reply 'I can't deny you were the best and by the best I mean the mess you made I must confess I never met-a-more sexy maid that
that warm fuzzy feeling Yeah them chills Used to get 'em Now you're getting fucking sick Of looking at 'em You swore you've never hit 'em Never do nothing
s a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit Maybe I'm old fashioned but my pashion
at the same time homie young lloyd done called and told me sit the dog on it huba huba imma doba pigeon i'm black and mean but i got mean from being
the finish line, looking for a way to start Ia??ve been called everything, an extremist is that a bad thing or what they really mean is anything a nigga do, a nigga mean
back Yeah, Bronx, B X bird Terror Squad Uh, Big punk forever, to more terror forever Yeah, streets is ours, come on, now I mean It ain't never gonna
I mention, you're 'bout to miss a good thing? And you'll never know how good it feels to have all of my affection And you'll never get a chance to experience
you condemn me in, I've been baptized in, Purged in, matured in, not hurt by, been blessed by, been purified Just because you don't understand me, Don't mean I ain't justified Maybe
this is what we do I may see There are people who you come back to So fall back on me, Fall back on you Maybe we'll last Maybe we won't Maybe we'll
your arms and feel the good 'Cause it's comin', a brand new day Big men, little men turned into dust Or maybe it was all in fun, they didn't mean to
were accidents all the time. Most of the people who were hurt in the accidents died just because nobody came to pick them up. The ambulance never came. That's right, the ambulance never
lay my dome On the streets of the Bronx where my family roam Hoe, damn it, we home, Peter got a nine millimeter Playa haters can feel the flame from my heater I never
before his mouth wired Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's ladder We still speedin' runnin' signs like they don't matter Hater talkin' never made me mad Never
today and gone by mornin' Your ice cream cone is melting fast Maybe Monday, maybe someday Your lucky star won't fly on past You're an original baby Like we've never
sixteen a piece, that's thirty-two Which means, one of my **** was holdin seventeen Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you Everybody gotta die sometime, hope your funeral Never
Who calls herself the human trampoline And sometimes when I'm falling, flying Or tumbling in turmoil I say Oh so this is what she means She means we
saw seem so so far A star that was shooting didna??t seem too far All he needed was some rockets on the side of a car Maybe a little weed to intensify