(feat. Raekwon) [Intro: Raekwon (Prince Po)] Time to establish, you know how it's going down (Yeah) Word up What up Prince Po, what up baby? (Yeah)
ride with a helluva guy" She said, "How do I know you're not sick You could be some deranged lunatic" I said, "C'mon toots, my name is the Prince Beside
You can live your own life and I'll live mine I will never try to keep you down And even if I only see you some of the time I'm just happy when you come
in For the Prince of Darkness, you are sin Prince, prince of darkness [Unverified] he's become a friend of mine Message you, come down my spine? Prince, oh prince
And so you've found the perfect man He's gonna give you all he can And I can see that you were not prepared So don't go rushing into this Please take
eloquent, i soon retire to nothing else i may aspire after ive made love to you in the dark i see you glisten to your breath i lay and listen after ive
You've gotta be hard If you gonna get her Don't leave her scarred All dead, all better You've gotta remember To do it all right Turn the lights off Lock
Ein Paar Wiener Würstchen, das sind meistens zwei, und aus zwei kleinen Bierchen werden ziemlich schnell drei, die drei Musketiere sind inzwischen
U can live your own life and I'll live mineI will never try 2 keep U downEven if I only see U some of the timeI'm just happy when U come aroundEven if
The Ying to my Yang, I skeet skeet off In a salt-n-pepper back, shorty like the front The Bonnie to my Clyde, both ridin' shotgun Both covered in gold, like C-3PO
simmalimma tillamimma simmalimma tillamimma It's supersonic! (uh!) It takes one to know one a killer Gunshot (gunshot) Gunshot (gunshot) One less thing you know Know one's iller Po po
, fitted hats, Jordans on the dickies That swisher sweet, cigarillos filled up with the sticky The fifteens bamin' and the bass kick-kickin? Cadillac do's slammin? on them po'-po
my, y'know, knowhatI'msayin on some Guns, shootouts and crack sales Black males who pack jails, trapped in hell No peace, cold streets, surrounded by po
the hammer like the mighty Tho..or This games ova' I took down your high scora' Lyrical dictator like Fidel Castro Quick to blast four more po-po
I cock the hammer like the mighty Tho..or This games ova' I took down your high scora' Lyrical dictator like Fidel Castro Quick to blast four more po-po
sew in seams And, button in this hustlin then publically I'm Buddy Lee There's no bustin them and cuffin them is like usherin in the regime, they want me to make Prince
Where da ambulance? There you have it, world That is passing away We don?t care where you go But you gotta get out o? here Okay? Cancer, chronic fatigue, ugly or just plain po
to ol' D's boy Jimmy I ain't Prince Akeem but I will greet you with the sweepers or the (Semmi)'s These other lame rappers is broke They so po' they gotta
