(Please give up, you already lost the fight, alright) You waste my coin Sam, all you can To jail my fellow man For smoking all the noble weed You need
rappers that are intelligent Smoke you one and hit the mic the rest of the shit is irrelevant A lot of shit has happened since the last time you've heard
to rappers that are intelligent, Smoke you one, and hit the mic, the rest of the shit is irrelevent, A lot of shit's happened since the last time you
lately some fellow get shot And his baby and his best friend both died with him as likely as nut In half of the other songs some cat's cryin' are ready
points at the face of the human race They're confused and misplaced My words are subliminal, sometimes metaphysical I teach, not preach, you want a challenge? I'll start dissin you
Mary, you think this is easy? Be a cold day in hell before I let you come and get me So stop actin' frowsy, that's the One-Fifty Holler if you hear me
what a sap I was [Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been
happen when you time runs out whacha gonna do where are you gonna go now who are you gonna see when you time runs out who is it gonna be and why is it
you well. All goes exactly as planned so many tomorrows to sell. All you ready to prove your love to the Lord? I said are you willing to prove your
that you think you know. You can bow to the prophet. You can make him an offer. But you're gonna reap what you sow. I get you ready for the breakdown
in the mornin' And you?re lyin? in my bed Do you think of me? How I made you scream It was an all night love affair Are you ready, I?m ready Say, 'Mary
me anyway What do children do do do What do children do do do So when the curtain parts for you and the tiers are full of laughter Ah, you will come
Steady are you ready? Are you ready? What's goin' on? What's goin' on? Steady are you ready? Are you ready? What's goin' on? Tell me what's goin' on?
, tell me if you feel it You know you love it, sing it if you feel it You make me feel it, I know you feel it You know you feel it, tell me if you feel
perfect plan You feel like a little, a little Vegas love Vegas love, oh yeah Oh you are looking at me like I lost my mind But I am ready to get off the
come to walk those grounds my son!!!" By the earth, by the ground, sorcerers are rising and with them one hundred thousand deads are walking the sacred
? Mary: Ah, the bus... Buddy jones: Which one? Mary: You know...the last tour... you know...leather Buddy jones: Oh...you were the girl stuck to
OUTLAWZ) We even in the score, checking out your ranks and boats Come back and feel the force Reckon Outlawz, like we're yours Are you a friend or fo'