Great distance, providing the Necessary clues for the construction of This thrilling new trend! Sunday Sunday? Wow! Sunday, 'monday Sunday, Saturday
Niggaz busting caps on a Sunday I'm riding through the park with my white six bloody Thinking to myself, what the fuck is this? I grab my motherfuckin
Everything you say, everything you do Will come back to stand with you Everything you trust, everything you feel Will come back to kneel with you Oh
into the wind, back up off me beyatch Just the other day my cronies shot me up high We warn you, baby boy, you becoming hella tight Clayback back a building
Take me back, take me way, way, way back On Hyndford Street Where you could feel the silence at half past eleven On long summer nights As the wireless
my strap Broads is watchin me they wanna leech to my trap Tha Jesus Christ on my neck reach to my lap I teach you to rap in my Sunday School These bitches
[Hook:] You look like a bitch gotcha face all bent up I like a pimp got my gators and my pimp You take orders and run errands I take vactions with
shit It was a Wesley Snipes movement on a Sunday in Bermuda We laptop niggas, thugs in a computer A Wesley Snipes movement on a Sunday in Bermuda We
eleven (40) High steppin' Ya blankin off the blanks Cuz I'm a ?Rock star?Hate goin dove rock Nigga let me use your fuckin car All the way to sunday,
s a good thing, and if I could only hear you sing once more, oh Lord, the comfort it would bring [Chorus] [DMX] You left behind a mother (and) eleven kids (and) eleven
pounder french fries Icy Coke, milkshake, sundaies and apple pies And a cup? Nah, that's enough of that I'm like an indian giver, yo, give me that back
clues for the construction of this thrilling new TREND! Angelic Voices: SUNDAY Greggery: Sunday? WOW! SUNDAY, SATURDAY . . . TUESDAY THROUGH 'MONDAY - MONDAY'! SUNDAY
: Take me back, take me way, way, way back On Hyndford Street Where you could feel the silence at half past eleven On long summer nights As the wireless