kiss of death on a rap pick Then you get a slap quick, so guard it with chapstick In other words, protect and hold your own It only takes one punch to
mother Kiss my sister, and punch my brother I sit down on my bed to watch some TV Do my ears deceive me? Nope, that's the fourth time this week Another fast brother
motherfucking jackin Police, wanna front; wanna jack On a day at the spot where the homies be chillin Gossiping about the latest Compton killin Brothers
peace, love, and understanding?, What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding? "What's Going On" Mother, mother, There's too many of you crying, Brother, brother, brother
here and now to hell and gone I was kid clean She was anne de siecle Just a thrill away from punching through to the cosmic wow It started out good Then
[bass brother] Ok This is another Public service announcement Brought to you in part... *punch* [rondell beene] Yo This thing on? Good good hell yea
when the balloon goes up the aeronaut calm down. He say nothing is quite what it seems, he say nothing is quite what it seems; I say nothing is nothing
nearly killed me stepping where you fear to tread Stop drop and roll, you were dead from the get go Big motherfucker, stupid cocksucker Are you scared of me now? Then
me what you got Brother Ali rock shocking the house we most definitely [scratching:] (the way I feel now I just got to rock) [Verse 2:] Ya'll ain't heard nothing
A fox photo, cause I do it in a flash Nigga watch out, cause that could be your ass I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong I flex my biscep then I swoll
fox photo, cause I do it in a flash Nigga watch out, cause that could be your ass I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong I flicks my bar, sip then I swoll on
the streets, and hustle to get your money And make sure that you be that I go to church and see sin, get punched in the chin And a brother saves his brother
heart So when the shit hit the fan I don't come apart, I breathe and shrug it off Atmosphere - the Big Brother's big brothers Catch is here to turn king
Learn how to roll with the punches Take em to school give these niggas brown bag lunches If it ain't the jets then it ain't nothing Yo the king closed
Make sure I don't fall for nothing In this game, it's pain for The up and coming No handouts cause Niggas don't owe you nothing Gotta do it for dolo
house on my block, Spit in my face and gave my a rock. I tried to give it back and said "I'll take nothing instead." Turned around and walked away and