I get my rocks off I pop your top off as if you were the bottle Then I'll drain all your fluid, you're better off playing lotto Bright lights, big city
when we ain't got it? You wanna stop terrorists? Start with the U.S. imperialists Ain't no track record like America's, see Bin Laden was trained by
, 3, 2, 1 [redman] hahh [method] hah [method] yeah [redman] yeahhh [ll cool j] make it butter [redman] I'm gonna bankhead bounce! [ll cool j] no doubt
He whispered in my eardrum "Let's take over the entire city, and split the dough Me you and Frank Nitty and Siegel and that'll make the bank pretty" No doubt
I hear the roar of a big machine Two worlds and in between Hot metal and methedrine I hear empire down I hear empire down I hear the roar of a big machine
will mug ya but the town still love ya (Fi-Ayaaah!) get yours Get raw, get pissed off We trained them up to the big door Train hard to get your cabin
[Redman] Hahh [Method] hah [Method] Yeah [Redman] yeahhh [LL Cool J] Make it butter [Redman] I'm gonna Bankhead bounce! [LL Cool J] No doubt [Redman
be right here Verse 2: If the cities too small But the countries too big If the valleys too deep I will build you a lift If your ceilings too low If the train
the roar of a big machine Two worlds and in between Hot metal and methedrine I hear empire down I hear empire down I hear the roar of a big machine Two
Black Rob is WHOA! (Oh no doubt) And Bad Boy is WHOA! (No doubt) And that's it, man, word up [Rah Digga] Digga on a Black Rob track like WHOA! Brick City
rocks off I pop your top off as if you were the bottle then I'll drain all your fluid, you're better off playing lotto Bright lights, big city and the
it, you didn't you wouldn't get it Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits It's different
nop (t pain) All i want is a table dance (T pain) Her Booty got me in a train (boyz)her booty got me in a train (T pain)but i aint trying to spent a hundred
ain't catch yet (The Bronx Ya out there? No doubt Brooklyn ya out there) [Rakim] Aiyyo, we got blocks and glocks with Big shots with big knots and big
hoe Shit I kept low, petro' your metro Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen Terrorize your city, from the
hounds will mug ya but the town still love ya (Fi-Ayaaah!) get yours Get raw, get pissed off We trained them up to the big door Train hard to get your