's mine Mine, mine, mine Take what's mine Give this to me Take what's mine, take what's mine, mine... Take what's mine, take what's mine, take what's
left many of the warriors dead, Emer's father killed himself The two lovers then were wed. Cuchulainn, The Hound of Culann x3 He is the Son of a God.
Uh, I puts it down Uh, 1 2 3. [Verse 1: SPM] Mirror, mirror on the wall. Am I the purest of them all? Am I the one to ease the pain? Make them fall to
the rooster's back Call Jadakiss, tell him that duke is back I'm still by your side, no matter who comes strapped Fuck Lloyd Banks, it ain't about who can rap It's
rooster's back Call Jadakiss, tell him that duke is back I'm still by your side, no matter who comes strapped Fuck Lloyd Banks, it ain't about who can rap It's
a Tung blister It's the Mista Tung Twista Ha-ha-heeey Boy, that's Tung Twista for ya Comin at ya in 3d Ha-ha-ha ?? funkier than that, boy Check it out
car, yo Trying to get to my glove box and shit Got the door open, gash in my Caesar, my sneakers got red on it Know that's blood, he threw a piece of
Tormented Father can you tell me What it is what it was and what it shall be Death [2nd Verse] One for the demon, two for the son Father please forgive
for that black bitch track, And n***as stopped bumping Dre after Dee Barnes got slapped, When Doc say it's a wrap, it's a rap, It's still Aftermath, and
breath, sweating I swear to God every minute's starting to feel like a second I seen Hell staring down the barrel of a Smith & Wesson My son's ultrasound
comes! 3 curses to the holy throne! No regrets! It's too late! The _Goddess_Of_The_Night_ comes! Will ask for what have you done! The father, holy ghost
chickens that play me, don't knock that nigga little Layzie [Child] Catch Mo-mmy, hey mommy where's my da-ddy, where's my da-ddy? [x4] [Bizzy - Verse 3
praisin' the lord for sho) [Verse 2:] I know what they do, I know where they go I'm breakin' it down it's looking like snow Heavenly father you gave
the master plan and it's already written The pens are withdrawn, the pages are dry... it's written! Looking back on my life Life that's gladly been given
see that picture there That's our wedding she was 21 Ain't she pretty and my first born was a son And now she's pregnant again Thank you And if it's
girl!) [Verse 4: P.O.S.] Sometimes I feel like the bastard son Oh where the fucks my father Like a shattered shoulder Like the chick got smashed off my class at the door