just came up on a mill And I got 'em sweepin' and pickin' up tags off the floor Bag full of clothes I remember havin' rocks in the hall On the glimmer
in my white 1's roll another seven of the night on my white 1's I had a jumper, plus I was pumpin Moms and pops was both gangsters any drama I will slump
, we may look the same Shoulder to shoulder sweatin' 110 degrees But I will never faint, I will never faint They laugh and they expect me to faint but I will
Here come the remaining beautiful people And for all of you who survive, we hope you enjoyed the ride 2002 will see some new added features Such as the
in my click, there'll be no sequels Them hot ones'll crease, the vultures'll feast you The loved ones will shiest you, gorillas will beast you Just served
got to fight to make it better, better And you will see, that others will start believin too Then my son, things will start to get better Hey yeahhhh
Down there where the train goes slow If you've lost all your hope, if you've lost all your faith I know you will be cared for and I know you will be
fix ya, raise a rapture ripped ya scripture I'll mac a meal infact until I stack the bills ta rack the skills ta get a track ta kill them rap at will
to back, circle the block a couple of times And we searching for this nigga to try, I'm bubbling mine If we don't get him now then we will in due time
pinochle with Pope John Paul the First I really had no choice in the matter" Ed certainly could go on and on And he did, and he would and he will Until
Let's get it on Kokomo John John Blazeini, Donna J-Bird, yeah Another Persian legacy The Iron Lung Yo yeah, yeah, yo, yo Dart throwing, yo aimin' at
that birthed tires Marbles King James Inventions Hall of Fame Quake Oat New Wave John Brown freed slave Soap Box Gorge Caves Run Butch amaze Resnik we prayed Will
on the dew? Will you meet me in the afternoon, made just for me and you? Will you meet me in the evening, when the nighttime starts to crawl? Will you meet me in the hall? Will
her pretty things in a suitcase down the hall And me I'm gettin' ready for the fall I better get my things together cause the winter will be cold It
s name is Jeffrey Jack He can shoot the eyes out of a pool ball He can get the young girls into the sack We'll go down to the dance hall Locals will be
lines will beat you like a backspin Yeah, like a backspin We got the jazz, my man Yo, who's got skills like Rahsaan Roland Kirk Or conduct like William
is a void Emptiness you're less than best, you're just wimpiest I decapitate a rapper's fate with my niftiness And I slip the fresh shit under your nose I get the mess hall
on Got beef with a nigga, save that for another song Paz on point so he putting his brothers on Steez still the same, get you murked by a gutter john
