Текстове на песни:
One King Down God Loves Man Kills

track, man Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fuckin' up my money so, yeah, I had to act And short nigga but these ho's love my accent She

a dream I was king, I woke up, still king? This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking, Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me I swear to god

money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten Opened his safe kicked me down with cold

m headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King they having a kissing fight and I'm Don King everybody

one, but my crew is sorta sick") Yeah, Big L is the first to represent. Verse One: Big L Yo, on the mic is Big L, that brother who kicks flavs, God

course, come on, man, what's the matter wit you, man? Ain't nothing, I just want us to be on [Chorus: Method Man] Tell a friend, it's that symbol again

is ours, from here on out Theodore, straight up and down Word up, introducing next You know, acknowledge the great My muthafuckin' man J-Love [J-Love

, the Inspektah Deck M-E-T-H-O-D the B-O-B-B (The Man) Straight up, Masta Killa, the GZA The Genius, it's the Ol' D-d-dirty Bastard One, two, one, two (Killer

playin' with that clip man Close them fuckin' blinds too man, y'knahmsayin'? Yo, Don my, man, get out of the stove, man Get away from the stove, nigga Stop playin' man