a music that i could grasp and identify with the millennium. chorus: all round and round! from the first to the last, it is in the? passionate clear shit! all
night, and our rhymes is tight Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night) Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is right Oh this is
(chorus: repeat 2X) Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust When there's beef best believe we bust We can take it how you want it cuz we
the action She said it's cool making love in this fashion Trains, planes, and automobiles It's all in the same It's how the wheels turn It's all in
It's Lord Finesse, the rhyme vet Like Bigge, I'm 'Ready to die', but it ain't my fucking time yet I bring the noise like static, I cause havoc When I
s teaspoon And you the pudding My cousin Eye is crazy All I gotta do is wave and yeah, it's bye bye baby I'm higher than Wayne and I rhyme like crazy
Surrounded by crooks, full clips and fine weed Choice clothes, on my Bossi, and fine hoes Long nights, bust those in small cris' Niggaz playin themselves for thinkin we rhyme
hits, writin' my hits Writin' my rhymes, playin' my mind This fuckin' job can't help him So I quit, y'all welcome Y'all don't know my struggle Y'all
on my arm when I come through bladed all popped up we gone come on down all these hoes niggaz suck my dick Im down with my click all that hatin shit,
this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man, Southside Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm saying All my partnas, all
I live in elevators and gross All this paper, profit make her lay there and post With them Adidas that Bruce wore, stay in the juice bar All I know if
friend, it's that symbol again, that W Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it
shit And it just seem like you can get out of it, nowhere and shit You thinkin' you puttin' your shit in and you thinkin' You gettin' over, and doin' all
, ah, little Badu and little pimpin', come on Woo Hey, what's up? Tita come on, brother Beat, come on say Woo Yeah, I see you on the right, we can jam all night
Yea, yo Yea, yo Yea, yo Yea, yo Well, I came to the show I was picked to flow (Sometimes) Now I wanna know if you wanna go To the studio bust a rhyme
(Busta Rhymes) Yea I'm back to drive you crazy with that hottest shit in the streets No if's, and's, or maybe's Errbody gather around from here to little
MTV, gonna bust a rhythm When you see him coming down, stay away from the dark Watch out for Freddy, and bust a rhyme Two a.m. and Freddy's here On MTV