beat carries on and we'll dance tonight we'll dance all night long because the beat carries on and we'll dance tonight we'll dance all night because the beat carries
Continued clockin' freaks with emcee posterior Rollin' in allmenn blazer with a louie interior Solid gold the ride was raw Bust allmenn left turn was on Crenshaw Sean-e-sean was
the drum has you trapped like a sardine You try to move no form of escape The heat brings on sweat, stick on like tape Party's like a ??? Girls slim and trim on
SHIT WAS WACK! Tell me about it Twiztid beat it (Man you beat it) Get the hell outta here (Naww fuck that) We been here all day Three strikes and your
I'm on the run I'm unstopable, dropable Keep my eyes on the obstacle Itty bitty bang bang Motherfucker to the head Leave him dead Pain't a picture red
Knock It+ Don't get carried away, you a mute nigga (mute nigga) Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J. Like +Every Day+, and was true
knock it Don't get carried away you a mute nigga (Mute nigga) Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J. Like every day, it was true nigga
, not a matter of fact, pressure and precious, the difference is what you can hold on to versus what holds on to you, red right, white left, this here
dog. I'm the one that went and beat on his front door. The look on my face kinda described what I came for. Tried to keep him focused when he was
? Bob on beast, Bob on blast, Bob is everything you say its finesse, an expression, an emphasis on my name talking record labels corporations this is entertainment here
an American masquerade I still remember grandma Dixie's wake I've never really known anybody to die before Red, white and blue upon a birthday cake My brother, he was born on
fire on that ass end of dat weed 'Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed 'Cause in da swat's red hots
keep rising We be sizing Up, the asiatic one is enterprising Building and building to carry on All the way from malcolm x to farrakhan Martin luther was
' down baby So Ason huh, if you're down with the groove, why don't ya Get on the mic and show and prove Come on, Wu-Tang killa bees on a swarm Rain on
anymore. When everybody had lost their faith, a child was born, but no one could be the father, except for a god. This child was a gift from the skies
, coming on years since I met you Half the time I saw you Half the time one of your eyes looked past my shoulder What was there? Was it better than
on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on EM When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em And I
