them fine days was really gonna last for? We slow and slum, you young and dumb, and clueless to disaster We creepin' on ya faster than a buzzard on ya bastards
villians like killers and crab gangs Some are religious fastness, some are hype, some others blastin Some are dead or in jail fathers or young bastards
man, yeah Ain't nobody like me Tryin' to be hot like me y'all niggaz keep tryin' But you not like me Never, D-Brok tell 'em man Ain't nobody like me
do this to me. [Fred Casely] You get off! You touch me again, I'll put your lights out. [Roxie Hart] - Wait... [Fred Casely] - Your husband will be
cats is classless, influenced by rap shit Front money, but hustle backwards I break bread with broads that got they masters And hypes the blaster, lawyers that work faster than young ghetto bastards
doors again, I'm still afraid of you (Straight up, mother fucker) Light to dark, then light again, I always thought I knew (Come on) Young to old and young again, what's left for me
." "Then what awaits me my lord?" "Trust me my child, your wishes shall not be ignored" And then he spoke his mind, now his will is hers. "The earth shall
e, check it [erick sermon] Ah yeah one two, hey young world, hey young world {"it's on!"} Mic check, here I go again, check me out Bust the
to get stupid So you know, yo E, check it Ah yeah, one, two, hey young world, hey young world Mic check, here I go again, check me out Bust the flavor
, Europe) Avoid the dismantled old heads stuck in bloody plant pots All looking at them Forgetting the endless drive against nature City dweller Must we base ourselves again
casket like Ol' Dirty Bastard Used to be a dream now it's me on the big dream while my homey never sae sixteen So if I see Pac when the lord come get me
It must be my imagination, the darkness and the cold... Yet still, far beneath the plane of thought and quite against my will, my
the first days of spring Good luck will bring me fortune As I travel on my way had a threeway in Austin Just like in Boston Just like I'm gonna do again
me| That she will not be there|No, it don't make sense to me. FRANKIE |When she laughed, you swore you'd never cry again. A MOTHER She loved when I
cruel bastards Who've badgered and battered me, You are the cruelest of all! Can't you see what your gentle Insanities do to me? Rob me of anger and give me
Eh dogg, hand me my notebook, here you go, dogg To whom it may concern whoever you may be Before you criticise, try to understand me If this shit do
I believe that's me Meeno, get it right, no descrempancy Always keep a weapon, see, run it ground Worth of stones, nothin' less on me, why you stress on me
so But think again repeat mistakes and it's never gonna change And you never get the truth if you never ask yourself what do they know? They say all cops are bastard