How do you spend your spare time what do you do to pass the day do you focus on the bad times and how you never get your way you're never gonna be ok
:] Why you that nigga. [Styles:] It feel good in here [Havoc:] Yeah! [Verse 1:] Second time around I'ma let the magic shoot This time it's off the
the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guideline You can play the sideline, write rhymes in your spare time
Time to get with ya What ya think nigga Time to get with ya What ya think nigga I already done told ya niggaz Shit I showed y'all niggaz When I slaughtered
a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange He asks a man for what he could spare, with
ride by with the boomin' systems Cars ride by with the boomin' systems Cars ride by with the boomin' systems Cars ride by with the boomin' systems Girlies wanna ride with
People rushing 'round with no time to spare I'm so dizzy, I'm neither here nor there In this traffic jam, I just want to shout "Let me off o' this English
be a hump- [JACK] But- [JACK'S MOTHER] Son, We've no time to sit and dither, While her wither's wither with her- And no one keeps a cow for a friend
themselves who'll suffer the effects of their filthy labour? * The wealthy obscene with their obscene wealth Applaud the carnage from their grandstand
I wancha dope, jewelry, and all your fuckin cash foo got brave and went for a sawed off so I shot em all, took their mothafuckin heads off I'm TRU (No
into my dream Beam in a billion bottle rockets off the golden mezzanine I pluck the pedals off a classic blood rose one at a time Gripping the stem and
, give me some of what he's drooping off Soon as he wake up choking like it was whooping cough The group been soft, first hour at the open bar and their trooping off
got my niggaz to my right I bust a couple of verses Then jump in the crowd and get with the fight I hit a nigga off in the head with a chair The reason
with no cable Yeah, that sounds phat, now that we've squared away the propositions Let's begin with the ultimate toughman competion "Let the games begin!" Set it off
wrong *****, when you need help with your rhymes All he gon' tell you is say G-Unit one more time Got mad 'cause I ain't wanna make your beef mine You got lucky with
, when you need help with your rhymes All he gon' tell you is say G-Unit one more time Got mad 'cause I ain't wanna make your beef mine You got lucky with
