the song they sing I knew I was wrong And I knew I was wrong So give me a try at describing just how difficult it is When you kinda love two girls to figure out which one
'll take the wackest song and make it better Remember to let us into your skin Cause then you'll begin, to master Rhymin rhymin rhymin Verse One: KRS-One
dramatical?" This one or that one, the white one or the black one pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one KRS-One is just the guy to lead a crew
[KRS-One] * voice echoing* Think you dope? Want this title? Then you better come step up or step OFF! [Freddie Foxxx] Yo check this out, all jokes
feel it in the air [Verse 2] I sit alone on my floor in the room staring at hammers Ready to go bananas, two vests on me Two uzis, extra clips on me
once again Are those my eyes Or are you looking back at me Is this a mircale Can it be true That its possible to make one heart of two Is that a dream
you ever asked for was my soul And there's nothing left But a song or two That mean not a thing If I can't play them for you If I could hear your voice just one
the voices still And See the light See the lotus flower Spinnin' around within Openin' up all new worlds to explore Ay Ay Ay Ay [Repeat] [Repeat] [Verse One
out there somewhere And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows Your nose can only smell two
And when I wake up, your the first to call. This is one more late night basement song. And I'm so sore, my voice has gone to hell, and this is one more
(feat. Dirty Ray, Kam, Ras Kass, Spice 1, Tash) [Voice Vocoder] Rest in peace, Roger Bounce, more bounce, more bounce (We live this shit} Bounce, more
a lifestyle, black tuxedo An Arethra Franklin record, and Im rockin Captain Ego like 'Dun Dadda, Shit, Ya Done Poppa' There's only three reasons Ali would need a Ramada One; to move the bowels, two
Yeah "Industry Shakedown" I call this one The Industry Shakedown Word up Uh huh "Industry Shakedown" Now the reason I call it... the Industry Shakedown
The real niggas love it, the fake niggas hate it You mothafuckers ready for this? Check it out [Chorus x2] I go one two three four five, I make it
one And this is for the fools that be thinkin they slick Hey yo, this is how the west was one [Rasco] Hey yo, this is how the west was one It's not
wasn't all here Five thousand chips a song Don't come at Rasco long and switch man I'm tryin' to get rich Two c notes from quotes just won't flow (nigga
[skit first 30 seconds of song, speaking over "Rip Rock" instrumental] Yo whassup, wassup son? (Oh are y'all ready? Y'all ready?) Yea yea yea we ready
lookin' for? We hookin' off Punchlines on the song through the hook and all You actin' like you think you too good to fall You spit with a glass jaw, get up give it more [Verse Two