You'll be my first man And honey, I've made up my mind The first man who has me I'm his forever, forever You kidding? For how long?
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t no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vain And can't nobody live this life for me It's a ride y'all, a long hard ride [2Pac] Somebody break me I'm
Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vain And can't nobody live this life for me It's a ride y'all, a long hard ride [2Pac] Somebody break me
you live long Cause a strong song to you is what I sent Cause I'm a product, of the environment [Chorus:] There it is, black and white [2X] [Verse
for what it's worth Down in the Nineties, 96 to be exact Lips, Disco, Big Ren and the pack Big Tim, Ice Tee and Chuck D and the crew They're all from
turn to bitches die for zero digits; I'ma giant yall midgets I know killaz that kill for a fee that'll kill yo' ass for free, believe me How you wanna
punk like you fitted for a pair of cement pajamas For a long sleep at the bottom of the river." [Speaking: Celph Titled] Yeah, Celph Titled aka Jesus Ice. Shinin' the chrome for
a hit Somebody shoulda showed me how to shut up and breathe 'Cause there's a time and place to bite your lip It goes peace to phobia For the boots made for
we could get straight to it You could take it how ya wanna Bring it how ya feel Accept it in blood cuz Ya get it how ya live nigga (Verse 2) Fuck all
ill DJ Scott LaRock got his own beat The extravagant life is what we seek I will tell you like this cos I know for a fact I will live a long life and
live, but we liver like WHOA! Gettin' electrified trying to touch it like WHOA! You reach wrong, might lose your arm like WHOA! Got the detanator in my palm like WHOA! 3-2
a ession Who you with? My Sin City crew cracking off at ya'll Yo who's that singing? Some drunk popstar contestant I don't know how I got in this mess
tha track and the song [? ] Don't get it wrong this track is my own Cause niggas that slip they don't last long [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Hey what it live
track and the song [?] Don't get it wrong this track is my own Cuz niggas that slip they don't last long [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Hey what it live, breath
pointing them toys at you Shoot towards your crew, with automatics and macks We got all type of gats, that go [gun shots] You ready for war, you ready for