live That's dead ass, 'bout to put this whole shit in the smash You real? Hit that ass up with 4 wheels The ?darkside?, you gonna squeal, like them other
s where my city use to be real sick People from other cities use to drive from miles Just to come to get a taste of this A.T.L style I'm the M.B.P.,
left and take a slide Other's DJs know their no match Just look to the stage and the song's that scratched (*scratching*) [Male voice - talking] Rock me babe - 4
Introducing C.L. then face defeats Then I remind you of third street when it was sweet See'd us move on and grow to another plateau With me and havin'
them others where I come from, the letter A When I came through already knew that it was on It's the misrepresentation of my home We're never Zone 3, we're never Zone 4
, I don't give a f**k, Shut your mouth because your sh*t might show I don't need no good advice I've already wasted I don't need some other life Cold
party let's explore An' turn off the lights an' lock da door Then we're ready But we ain't leavin' here 'til round 4 We freakin' each other 'til we
D) Squarehead (D&C) ugly! (C) Chicken legs (D) Pig face (C) Chin like bubba (D&C) ugly! (D) Fish lips (C) Toad licker (D) Poindexter (D&C) ugly! (C) Spaghetti arms (D) Limp butt (D
fuckin soldiers, it's time for war (attention) Salute your captin time to get even Fire in the hole take cover Got you punk ass nigga trippin fallin over each other
, I'm a cheerleader now. (Chorus) U-G-L-Y You anit got no aliby. You ugly. Hey Hey. You ugly. (x4) I saw you walking down the street just the other day
-4 and it goes 1-2-3-4 and it goes) (from Les moulins de mon coeur) Les pierres que l'on jette De la rive d'un ruisseau Et qui laissent dans nos reves
out his fears But no one's there to wipe away those whiskey tears He's alone against the world He wonders if his girl back home is missing him at all He'd
D P G Don't change the game for these hoes Who plays the game like we supposed That nigga Daz in the house D P G C fo' L I F E, Roc D O double G Don
you step to me Lookin' for the key to release that first piece Three times two is six, Pete is one-three I'm the other half, known as the other trey
of they team I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never fails A nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail He had a L rolled in bible paper blowin
they raised me I'm also down with LaFace cuz L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me And it's cool Yeah, it's real cool, gettin paid fat pockets and all that other
l.a. from portland to gainesville from the great plains to niagara route 66 straight to california electric lights carry the night we move in 4/4