so keep on flippin your Glock Whether it's drama or not Cause somebody might run up in ya spot, whether you servin or not That's how it go on the block
make it up to them So she stands them up again Love and negotiation Makes the world go round At the bottom of the situation When you break it down It
up, hands is on his nuts Yo, kid stop frontin' on the ground before you get touched It's Canada Dry sess, obsessed with Allah's sun We want rye, we want it
life on this mic device ain't nothing nice a mixture of long wild rice and no spice Inflicted, rap addicted, track I stick it, flip it daddy long dick
, what a wonderful world It's the illest little story for all the girls and boys Wonderland you should see it, chyo Animated actors that become ya toys Once you see it
Do you wanna see it? Do you wanna see it? I'm gonna do it for ya, I'm gonna do it for ya I'm gonna do it for ya, I'm gonna do it for ya New Ghostface
Yeah, it's like this.. Chubb rid-dock, nine-seven on lid-dock Son, rock.. [chorus: billy lawrence *sung*] Do you know, where you're goin to? Do you
, Malcolm X Shot dice on green, we live from Calasky y'all It's Fred Glassy, zig-zag-zig through traffic Get the herb, get the God, peace Ra' What's the word on
if you cross Charlie Mack it's the beginning of the end Of life as you know it, you might not die, sir But if you're not dead, you'll wish you were But
Girl ripping when I'm home about the hours I'm gone I can't help it the studio where paul be at Tried to walk away from it but it called me back Forget
And he thought my song was on track So two weeks later it was out on wax It busted up the charts like a hydrogen bomb Up, up, up, up it clim-clim-climbed
ice cream tee and who may you be I'm brother charles brother rick and he's brother ali Are you here to see the prince Prince no prince works for me im
had was my underwear on to keep my warm And to top the night off I had to break in my place Because my keys were on pants back on Sheila's book case
for What I do best, funny, to hell with hardcore Voice on radio, face on TV Spankin' new funky rhymes on a CD Out to attack, the wack, full contact It
laughter ceased when she said: "Hey honey!" At first I was confused, I was somewhat spell-bound My mouth wide open and my chin on the ground And then it
in the face and said, "Prince you're suspended" I said, "Your trippin' it's just a bad habit" She put it in my face she must've wanted me to grab it
here where's my car? I been here for an hour and a half I ain't seen it Come on man stop playin' Jeff where's my car at? No I'm serious man, it's not
control like Janet Ya cant stand it I'm figgida like a fire don't fan it The mind of a mad man seen through the windows of my eyes Dance or die (you are) (dead