this world of sin Where meek souls will receive him still The dear Christ enters in O Holy Child of Bethlehem Descend to us, we pray Cast out our sin
this world of sin Where meek souls will receive Him still The dear Christ enters in O holy Child of Bethlehem Descend to us, we pray Cast out our sin
in the motherfuckin' crowd We run this bitch, yo click ain't shit We run this bitch, yo click ain't shit We run this bitch, yo click ain't shit We
good DJ Is one who rocks the beat so the rhymes I say To get the party jumpin', is how I get paid Benefits of a hit is when I get laid Mr. Mixx is the
Oh Little Town of Bethlehem Oh little town of bethlehem, how still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by Yet in they
of town, no doubt Yes, yes, y?all, yes, yes, y?all We always blow out, check it out For the funky side of town, no doubt, word We gets liver than any
rooted Leeches and lice's, and people got prices Egomaniacs control the self-righteous Nothing is sacred and nothing is pure So the revelation of death is our
' up in Brooklyn, shit I thought that everybody talked this way Raised on Rakim and Run-DMC So I thought that everybody 'Walked This Way' We fresh, we chill, we def, we
all up in your mouth My people all up in the house and we calling you out Y'all niggas cryin', what you bawlin' about This shit is down like we chalkin
it won't be a misdemeanor We them niggaz that'll come approach ya Shockin' ya body our Bacardi keeps all ya nerves from bleedin' Until we heard no breathin' - two undercovers, We comin' we
boys how we keep it trill Down South know I'm saying, well let em know [Big Tuck] G'eah, this is the Texas take over The G4 plane, or the Rover Snatching this
to blow somethin' out here, straight up Yeah, this is a family thing We gon' handle our business and shit These muthafuckas know not to come around here like that This is
This is a game, I'm your specimen This is a game, I'm your specimen This is a game, I'm your specimen This is a game, I'm your specimen You've got to
nights at Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic But a woman worth some anger is certainly worth some effort Just look closer my life is
Mack and our limo He's feared by suckers yet he's loved by kids Pay attention and let me tell you who Charlie Mack is He is our homeboy from around the
into nitro and we don't mingle 'Cause none of us don't really know you From the heart, we never talk to strangers So why start? Anyway, we're rapping for this
the Big Moma Who you love Biggie for the Y2G, the two ten We got it sewn, we don't need y'all help, we hold our own 'Cause this goes out to cats not
We take the gospel from Makaveli, pass it around Ah, shit, we gonna taste the power We started the thug trend, the game is ours Now we coast together, put our