let's put an end to this stupid war by our shout (No war!) For smile of children Precious people And all my sacrifice We shout the words many times (No war
[Notorious B.I.G.] Yo, check it Call Lil' Cease Tell that muh'f**ker to bring me some muh'f**kin weed for this hospital man f**k that Tell that reporter
a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
Syndicate and Ice-T, I'd like to send This special shout out, 'Fuck the police, fuck the F.B.I., fuck the D.E.A. Fuck the C.I.A., fuck Tipper Gore, Bush
them too Ya damn right I shoot If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do And If I roll wit you Ima be that little nigga off
writers Fake artists with nothin' to say I'ma give it, wish due my street dues Just stay cool. I know I got you When I need to pop you'll let loose
nigga The laws at me, better off dead 'cause i aint happy Kill or be killed, Id rather go to war before they catch me Arrest me, I told you before I
bothered me, strong arm robbery I went from countin' Jelly donuts to taking the most From my high school sweetheart to f-cking with hoes Look I'm all grown up and I
And I f*** around and die over Hip Hop I treat a dollar like a mill, countin' every bill 'Cause if I don't watch mine another muthaf***a will I went double but I
I changed, like I went Hollywood Like I don't keep it street, like I ain't got the heat Like I ain't homicide all over the beat Like I ain't for the
I was smart I wouldn't tell. It was all over him ya'll, my boyfriend the criminal. He was caught up in the game, and the F.B.I. warned, If I didn'
the reason I'm the king girl, I know what you like If your status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he lookin' at me I need a soldier
card A lotta shit I do is off the hard And I be like shh, thats why the Feds don't wanna talk to Rob Y'all had to go force the God, naw I ain't got
roach I guess thats why they got me sitting in f-cking coach but God said I need a different approach cause people is looking at me like I'm sniffing
fresh I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a *** in my pocket And baby I'm just, dyin' to cock him, he's ready for war, I'm ready for war I got
Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio W Q H T gonna play
to the hood, I want a mom and I swear that I want em all wanna f-ck em all had my n-ggas down so I'm screaming f-ck the law monday night wrestling, I