Bush, Another seven day week, you ready for the push? Through the eight million stories that you can't write down, Start again from the top, come on people bounce. Verse 4
stories to share. They march through the forest, They sing out in chorus, Marching along as their song fills the air. [Chorus 4x]
come down Now don't you come fallin Black Rain, Black Rain, don't come You've been wettin us up from day one We ain't never see a high point, how
10 Yo I keep that fryin' in a pot of water Till it bubble The rock my work and i prophet like double Now i done heard every war story there is to be
have to tell yall who run the city Even my seven year old neice Rizzy Knows I gets bizzy You know the name Lil' Kim high class Shake it Shorty with ya high
where he stay 10,000 square feet not hardly Now you see that we ain't able to compete, now are we? And pardon me I'm giving you the west side story Of
stop and hit the bong Like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems Feelin' high
bother to speak 'cause Bronx here, game's over Lows the lazarus? to get you high, beat ya sober Tech flame spit wit more range than a Rover 4.8 gats knockin
Southside, the Southside, yeah. Raise yo hands, so so high, rub ya head, and do the Southside. Do the shockin' and the rockin', from left to right, look fly, get high
to her husband Joe Nigga died a year ago and every day's the 4th of July With the sparks in the sky aimin' at the gods as we get high What's your pleasure
: The weaker the victim the bigger the thrill is The Three 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for none of you dirty hoes (and that's how the story goes) We full
paid their dues 'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose They knew it, so they just got to it With cracked old Gibsons and red clay shoes Playing 1 4
Turn up the volume, crank up the bass Aww yeah, Vanilla Ice is in the place Ia??m here to tell ya a little story a??bout my 5.0 Just a-lettina?? ya know
Well, what you want baby? Would you tell me a story? You want me to tell you a story? Hell, yeah Me too Yes, Hunnie I'ma tell you a story About the
I'ma start with the definition of real hip hop and true raps expression Inner soul and beliefs through 4 A dat's Or should I say 32 tracks of inner artifacts
bunch of bitches don't bring no glory Shit all they bring is a fucking bunch of lies and stories And yeah I got a stack of stories standing weed high
me the search had meaning church was good but I'd rather be dreaming high speed horse shoes harnneses and heavy string problem is today they've got an answer for everything 4