some Vanessa Williams '88 I mean Olivia cute but they say that bitch a man So this Black Wallstreet for life now GGG-UNOT! [GAME] 300 Bars and Runnin Just loan me your ears for
Williams '88 I mean Olivia cute but they say that bitch a man So this Black Wallstreet for life now GGG-UNOT! [The Game] 300 Bars and Runnin Just loan me your ears for
hands Check it [Verse 1] For the first time in my life, I feel the love from my Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs It's the Ruler, live by,
hands Check it [Verse 1] For the first time in my life I feel the love from my Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs It's the Ruler, live by
before you're born Know in advance what you'll die of Everyone is useful and the same Swimmers bred like horses for olympic teams Life insurance
splash Yo.. my nigga dix'll leave you whiplashed, feel the cash Hard to walk the righteous path Pussy worth a key a stash, bloodbath Flavor for life into death
got this and I got that but when it comes to you I got no rap cause what I see is good for me and what I don't know just let it be bitches gamin workin
... Yeah Army Of The motherfuckin' Pharaohs What I'm sayin', independent, Warriors takin' over the game What I'm sayin' it's time for y'all to lay down
need to pay attention to the truth U know it's here For every death, brings new life And with new life, Our chances are limited They say it's limited by
I want you to know Where ever you go If life's speedin' by I'll keep it slow Ya you make me sweat But I'll try my best To make sure I'm better
trips Loyal members of the crew had my back to death G-Pool, Moonsign, myself and Stress All we had was rhymes, coming offa the mind For the first time in my life
Strangled by pride, suffocated by lies Showin' my pearly whites to disguise my prize Missin' my sister, asking the Lord why did she die Using her death
was young I had a lust for knives and guns Use a magnifying glass To fry an ant with the sun And on and on My lust for death got bigger At fifteen I
will get beat On death row they got their own hot seat For those who feel that they are truly elite The last thing you see's a priest The lights dim-your life
it through your stereo, mysterious O.C. do demolition, nil competition Like robot Kong on a destroy mission A matter of life and death you try to fight for
hands Check it {Verse 1} For the first time in my life, I feel the love from my Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs It's the Ruler, live by,