lace my shoes down at the corner i get her and we recluse gave me a million dreams stripped me of everything sick to my guts im your eternally her and me
my shoes Down at the corner I get her and we recluse Gave me a million dreams, stripped me of everything Sick to my guts, I'm yours eternally Her and me
still got love And the Sharkbar we poppin like it's a night club Saturday still off the heezy fo' sheezy You can find me up in One Tweezy Sunday, gettin me
Picture yourself goin' out as a hero Picture mural pictures of us painted all over street corners Fans meet to mourn us, while we meet the coroners Notorious tried to warn us
by the F.B.I. for transport of Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders No, they can't give me no time, cause it's my rhyme Everlast, get funky for me
should be straight rammin' her...pammin' her and bammin' her.. I man put this John in her...She bawl out we a superstar She love to feel this Don in her
', just like I'm blazin'. How could it be little me, Had the power to be, The best beat, in the league, Yeah, inevitably, but could it be, Little me, you was heckling me
like I'm blazing Feels like I'm How could it be, little me had the power to be The best B in the league inevitably But could it be little me, you was heckling me
Shoveling Dirt (Dirt) Playin' With The Kitten While You Liftin' Up Ya Shirt (Shirt) Baby Let Me Lick On Dat Nipple (Yeah) Ha Ha Ha That Tickle (Ha Haaa) Bout To Bust A Bomb
Hello Lord, it's me again I just wanna make to love the whole globe And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move Like smoke patterns, me on
, you got me fiendin' Body talkin' shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance Doin' eighty on the freeway, police catch me
run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP
see me flippin in the picnic with your little divide and conquer but my sister was ready to bomb her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my voice me
me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me [Layzie] Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherf**kers out to get me
earth before Allah drop thee I feel the line's drawn here, nuttin' more can stop me Till them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me There's only three
're looking for her She looking for me to let me love her. Let me love you, girl Show me love Let me love you, girl Show me love Let me love you, girl
me to let me love! let me love you, girl! show me love! let me love you, girl! show me love! let me love you, girl! show me love! let me love you, let
me dead too They had real grenade bombs inside of their palms And a whole bunch of guns wrapped tight in their arms See them bastards woke me up when
