lil' something and I show her some cash I'm Mannie Fresh hoe, represent the S Cash Money Records nigga nothing but the best Got a monster truck, sitting on
I have used to go the scale I know that at the end I've come to nothing Nothing So I come back to my first note As I must come back to you I will
hands on be crumblin And when everything you plan on come to an end Some light candles, wit Jesus picture on the glass Hangin crosses on they walls or
s tired Write a next one, smokin a blunt on the rooftop And runnin with the sneakers or aiyyo hightops Thanks to the dread for the roots green Whole body is amped I must
love is deep, my pain shows My hearts on a sleevea Nigga that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat you Nigga told, they breakin' my heart on the
my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac and it's like that I got my hand on my nutsac, na na na na na na I got my hand on my nutsac, na na na na na na
they get clothes-lined Don't hate on nobody Stay on your toes Even if he got platinum or gold on him Stay on your toes Underground to Commercial cat Stay on
his will is hers. "The earth shall fall. The eternal curse is cast on the sands they walk. Now you must use your power. Show the human race you are the
on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta ***, you better shake it off What? Sh-sh-shake it off or get *** on Gettin' my *** on, red strings on
to the coast I'm dwellin' on Hell, if I ever switch up the weather To fit what these other fellas are on I cause a renaissance Renovatin' creativeness on
S THE SOUND OF THE POLICE YOUNG GIFTED BLACK I AM DOWN ON MY KNEES IRRITATED LOST NOWHERE TO GO HELP ME PLEASE RESCUE ME I AM LOOSING CONTROL THE SHOW MUST GO ON
s why I palm the heater for all you non believers I?m on ya ass like white on rice on Condoleezza Betta con the preacher you tryna get on a feature Betta
Shot wi blood up yuh shirt...IN WAR Can't go lift up no skirt...IN WAR Now disease and germs...IN WAR Can't go release your sperms...IN WAR Stamina must
yuh arm like roll on Be religious Like di Bible or di Holy Koran Dancehall nice again Mek di flavour float on Cause di show must go on And so on Chorus
on a Budget" Dug in her guts, laced her up with leather and wood Together it go good, us country boys forever stay hood [Chorus] [Verse 3 - B. Stille] You shove that shit that go
so? empty your word and pose magazine in magazine after magazine let every shot go let the shit flow ?cause the show must go on and on and on you?re
to Bucktown Brace yourself, it's about to go down [Mos Def] Runnin one on one and only hip-hop bound Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound (It sound tight) well aight, show