D-Shot (D-Shot?) B-Legit up in this (Yo, E-Feezee main) Young Muggzy, Keveo (You know) Tap that ass Celly Cell (Whassup? Whassup?) My Big Bone Tyrone (Big Buddha) D
said, "you couldn't make a record and expect to get paid Cause there's too many def rappers in the world today" I said, "yo, my name is m.d
[ bushwick bill ] Say d and ak, those muthafuckas are down there at the mall protestin aginst us, man [ willie d ] What? ! [ scarface ] Man, you bullshittin
Without time Always the beginning Yet..perpetual end Found we'd never left This time A battle un-won In the center of it again For this time death is
I don't wanna sound like a prick So many ticks, you can't see her at all If it keeps up like this, she'll be banned from the mall Now let's set fire
spawn So if he calls the city hall They still got the gall To blame the victory on biggie smalls From strip malls To strip clubs They slip drugs
in the sticks, but we can be back by six, Never leave our area code." Well, geography wasn't her strongpoint- She'd never been past the Dadeland mall
CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN FUCKED UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT) AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS CAN I. D. THE BODY WHEN A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low
Figure me to give a nigger-y twenty-one gun salute That's seven shots for Tupac Seven for Biggie Smalls Seven for Freaky Tah up in your neighborhood malls
you'd be back to eat a bowl of peanut butter bumpers, to jerk off to the lingerie ads in the j.c. penny catalogue. i knew you'd be back. i knew you'd
ll be your detonator (Na Na Na...) Make no apologies It's death or victory On my authority Crash and burn Young and loaded Drop like a bulletshell Dress like a sleeper cell I'd
Leave the bright blue door on the whitewashed wall Leave the death ledger under city hall Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today Leave the lilac
Leave the bright blue door on the white-washed floor. Leave the death lecher under city hall. Leave the joyful air and that rubber ball today. Leave
the middle On the bottom bunk, roof where I wrote my riddles Get a chill every time I get a visual Used to think I was invincible Everyday shoplifting competition at the mall
, it's Puff, pick up the phone nigga Hey yo Mary, it's Puff, hey, yo Mary yo, you got studio tonight, 8 o'clock, Hit Factory, in the mall, you gotta um
Of the long gone age of privacy It takes a scary kind of illness To design a place like this for pay Downtown's an endless generic mall Of video games
piece jump inside the picture frame frang ball me??? behind alternative dreams so you can see who'd love to see you fall behind door number two who'd
it Death before dishonor for my niggas that ride A thousand deaths if ya sellin' ya pride ha ha ha Death before dishonor for my niggas that ride A thousand deaths