contagious all the way to Mrs. Price You done it now with Ms. Black Aisha I knew something was funny when she stopped paging House, cars, shopping malls Man I tell you it's a battle
gets hard to run, It means you just can't take the pace. When it's time to have your fun, You find the tears run on down through your face, Then you stop
's back, tell a friend Now everyone report to the dance floor To the dance floor, to the dance floor Now everyone report to the dance floor Alright stop
know the sports or the weather I'm a cool type of brother but yep, your head I'll sever from the neck See, ain't nuttin' changed, hit the stage Set a date, sucker, in battle
say they from the ghetto Legend has that they from Baltimore Get the niggas off the corners now And we goin' hold it down Associated now we made it What can stop
You let an open window breathe over your bed A whisper in the moonlight the miracle of life Synchronized emotion no battle left to fight Harmony in motion
Krayzie: I say the war shouldn't stop until they get down, body rock [body rock, bock rock, body rock]. We say the war shouldn't stop until they get
world is nausiating Everybody hating everybody over rated Why everybody actin' agitated? I thought we graduated back in the saddle Waitin' (Board) Aboard the battle
s nauseatin Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated Why everybody actin agitated, I thought we graduated Back in the saddle waitin, aboard the battle station
saw deep down at the store I'm not that nigga Takin' shorts or losses all for my profit I'm not that nigga That's gon' give it up 'til somebody stop
-10. Wish trippin' when I pulled out the glock. You know that all of my niggas be ready this pop-pop, comin' with the heat cocked, 'cause it never did stop
for the light and find my spot, I climbed so far/ Them haters was tryna bring me on down (bring me on down), but really nobody can stop us with everything
is gettin' pretty jealous 'cause they all on dick Battle you with a rhyme, man I battle you with a nine Millimeter heater, start the breathin' and stop
sing and try to be us Yeah, we them niggaz that like to fuck up the party Already drunk off Bacardi and start shit with everybody-body You wanna battle
yo health, better yourself but takes care of yourself/ tellem to suck on these nuts, money dont grow on trees what/ killers will stop and squeeze bust
to do time No snitchin', nobody out when ya facin' a life sentence For death, you do it by yo Goddamn self How the fuck is you gon' stop a train You
like the shit from rap-a-lot So pack that glock or ak stops your clock, my straps get hot Even though it's hot it ain't hot enough to stop this entourage