my girl cause she knows the shit she acting kinda ill but she aint scared of the dick got her on tape but though she act kinda rude bet she know my money
don't Owe me nothing Tell him open his eyes I gotta show him something Uh I started riding Like a dirty dozen Uh Have a feeling like she Oprah cousin haha But fuck money
So Murder Inc. do your thing motherfuckers You unleashed on a team Who expects nothin less than R & B comin from that regime Regime, is a little extreme
't sing muhfuckas So Murder Inc. do ya thing muhfuckas You've unleashed on a team who expects nothin' less Than R&B comin' from that regime Regime It's a little extreme
't sing muhfuckas So Murder Inc. do ya thing muhfuckas You've unleashed on a team who expects nothin' less Than R&B comin' from that regime Regime its a little extreme
fight for survival" "We have people that are conditioned Not to expect to live past age thirty They no longer, once they no longer care they're extremely
But you never blast a missile, ship your baguette pistol Gettin' scissors on they gun shot wound, you doomed With no exception Yo, the streets baptized me to money
[Cormega] I'm extreme with 16's, God forgive me I'm nice Like Rasheed Wallace, my street knowledge is source When beef starting, niggas know my shit'll
extreme-aai this system x2 (hey...) street my x2 classic x3 right about now x2 come on, all tha ladies, get on tha dance floor and just get ur ass on
' everything off Each other got 'em whylin' runnin' for cover The King Kong, Big Foot gully with a scully Bully of rap still ugly with the money runnin
'll be here I come back like a boomerang Like a bad penny in your purse Bart and I will unleash hell You will spice it with your sauce Place and money
sccop, troop The Ice is back to make it hoop. An' since it's 94, and now I'm back on the scene, Escapin from the hell of takin' it to the extreme.
equally moody video for 'Sickly' can be found on Poor Old Lu's 1995 video cassette, 'Sit & Stare'. This song is strangely simplistic lyrically. The verses deal with opposite extremes
for what you N-O But be warned, never will I leave like a regular Cause I'm a little better than the regular competitor I use to see 'em on stage Earnin money
We'll find a place on a cliff by the ocean And pay a couple months rent I'll sell my paintings down by the boardwalk So we'll have money to spend And
of treating me right. whoa oh oh it's gotta be that way. Now I don't mean to save my bill, I must have money to be extreme. Just give me a lot of love
pump 'back on the scene Crispy and clean' yo, the rap title's redeemed So you can save it for your next dream Black Sheep is taking rap to the extreme
twenty-one Come on, big pussy, come and get some Without haste, your time I won't waste But if you want a taste bring your neck brace I'm extremely long