rent the large upper room Furnished with tidings of your doom Or pleasure, whichever feathers[? ] decree." Yo Ralph is he talking to me? "No I'm talking
wrapped up, and tossed in a lake If you can't get the whole pie, just take ya portion and skate Don't fuck wit niggas, if they soft or they fake Only
with you Oh, won't he let us have six in Especially not with the food He could have just told us no though He didn't have to be rude You see her with the green dress She talked
let dogs loose Got him, hold him up and on top of that, these niggas fuckin' with cuz All the real niggas in the streets with heat If you really got
Freeway) But I would've loved to hear A Big Pun and B.I.G. collabo That shit would've been incredible [Big Pun talking] Aye yaknahmsayin, it was just
'll get one with you Oh won't he let us have six in? especially not with the food He coulda just told us no though, he dint have to be rude See her in the green dress? She talked
love-jones it took to breath on these dry bones Could you imagine what's gonna happen in His splendor? The never ender, when we return to Sender Surrender
talk a neighborhood sucka When you die they gone say you was a good motherfucka... Gotta put these niggas in they place! Same damn thing... I just WISH