everyone says it gets better but i don't think that this is true bite the bullet let's see if your lips can make the cut tonight drop the curtains, kill the lights all eyes to the stage
says it gets better but i don't think that this is true bite the bullet let's see if your lips can make the cut tonight drop the curtains, kill the lights all eyes to the stage
you) [Cilvaringz:] So in the eyes of the beholder, creator of all You came forth from the congo in Hong Kong I was live, with the RZA on stage, doing
ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all! The princess is having a royal ball If you can rap, also dress fresh You might win a date with the sweet princess" Well
(feat. Sweet T, Iyoni J) [T:] Sweet Tee [J:] Iyoni J [B:] Both [Verse One:] [T:] Hello party people, my name is Sweet Tee And comin' to ya quite live
your best bet is betting on it Check the conference, we on stage with weapons on us Microphones, straight Robin Hoods, its economics Yes yes, it all starts
that's 7'1" I can even cater to all the Native Americans They can dance around my fire until the rain come I knew it from day one It took y'all 2, 555
insurance that the beat won't stop So one day shots ring and it was no one to blame All you thought was would it ever all be the same But if you got the
2:] Dangerous, bigger than rap and rock with keys to the large cities Women change they locks, hand me the duplication Look at tears comin down they eyes
better... Make some noise! All my homies all over the world... Make some noise! All my niggas all over... Make some noise! All my niggas in the back
feelin' great Looked at my CEO like CEO let's get this cake, baby I hit the stage and hoes go crazy, I play it mean All my hoes got Jordan skills, they
an X pill and didnt sleep all night I aint worried bout you im jus tryna do me Last album did 2 im jus tryna do 3 I am what every pair of eyes oughta
these hungry rappers And tell the hood that I've hired niggers and fired crackers On the Fourth of July, opens your eyes I'm joking stupid I love all
days: New Birth, Chi-Lites and O'Jays Sang the roots, they hit the stage, they hit the stage They hit the stage, they hit the stage It was set in a mack
evangelists, iron palms with metal fists Wu build, like construction and bang, like percussion All the Planet Battery packs combust and malfunction, what kid? [Chorus x2
club at all im tryin to salvage fiends Get the bel air painted velvet green Let it bounce out put it on 2 ton springs By all felon means I hope my down