of Bubba as yo' brother the color of mayonnaise We lockin up these airwaves from LaGrange to that staircase and your projects up in Queens with no budgets
call they'll sigh, call them See them sitting in a store. Gots with play, gots to this, gots to that, gots to everything. Ever have a little fire get
or pharmaceuticals for the body ain't suitable Stick with liquid me and trick we've drop A paper which you use my tongue to lick with Tricky Trouble
they gun and Revolutionize minds until freedom's won Channel Live: We watch wizards play games in Washington with your life Swung with Spiderman
Police Dispatcher .. He's headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running
and early Listen.. [Verse 1: Mos Def] I don't hate players, I don't love the game I'm the shot clock, way above the game To be point blank with you motherfuck
into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back? In the line of fire holdin back, what? My peoples if you with
drugs im drums im dugs im love (so?) catch the vibe ride with it kids do like fences with all shit they picket get it stick it to the man riding with
Romeo: Talking] Uh-huh-uh Tell the band they better play my song We got the youngest president in the building Gutta Music Tell the band they better play
: Police Dispatcher .. He's headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running
pharmaceuticals for the body ain't suitable Stick with liquid me and trick we've drop A paper which you use my tongue to lick with Tricky Trouble and