too short to box with god... (kp, iron shiek, In these times we gotta take one step.. forward. Put one foot in front of the other, my brother.. Yo, check
'm used to rhythm of rebel I've been fightin this shit with the volume level up to ten and spendin my time on the rhyme battlefield Watchin as my brothers
, my intention's to get richer With the S N double O P, Dogg, my fuckin' homey Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs Sho' 'nuff, I keep my hand on my gun
precision my intentions to get richer With the S N Double O P Dogg my fuckin' homey You's a cold ass nigga on them hogs Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my
walker yucons sit them niggers down, we stretch them out ... bullets in their big ass heads, ... neutrons ...on my loose sleeves, ... senator ... money and blue ... don't bomb on my
Im Part Of The Cartel That ReRock Aint No Clean, 62 Hundred For A Neen Said Fuck It All Up On Jeans, Ima True Religion Phein Got Bands In The Pockets Of My
me up, please, my nuts, read me a story Tuck me in, something like the seeds'll say Pass me the cold fresh squeezed OJ, I got five hundred Under my pillow
the sonogram see the thumb So regardless, male or female, love either one G's and tons branched out, coped the ranch house To plan Martin, needed some space to plot my
richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cause they got me on the
?) Yeah, I'm fuckin' all they bitches And it's money over bitches And I'm preachin' my religion 'Cause this game that I'm livin' about as cold as my wrist is If you know my
from the grave With the cross before, I'm on my way My heart is free, no chains on me Now is the time Now is the time for freedom Abandoned by cold religion My
all wrong Whether I1m living my life all wrong I1m living my life and it1s my own Life's a paradox that I don't understand A paradox that is completely
Give me two strong arms to fight my enemies, Give me two eyes to see the truth. Give me two legs I think I have to run, And fill my heart with faith that
. Said I'm a queen, sitting on my wicker throne In my castle on a cloud I got a neon sign on my drawbridge that says, "No fools allowed" oh oh oh In my
my head Like someone knew just what to do Poison the masses catch the running few Feel so empty feel so old Just waiting to feel the death like cold
Passion For My Rage With My Sights Of Darkness The Atrocities At Hand I Must Bare Entangled In A State So Cold So Dormant My Sickened Rageful State My
chance For peace on earth You better listen To what I got to say I got the mic in my hand and I am on my way It's not terminator, not superman Not a
Well, the rocks is my pillow The cold ground is my bed The highway is my home so I might as well be dead I'm walkin' and walkin', seems I have no place
