fool to let it hold me back In the name of Rame. [Verse 2: Keek The Sneek] It's too much sorrow in my city an it hurts one loved to rap, movin them
! [Prodigy:] Move back from the kid, When you see me coming, yea'! It's not cool! I'm not playing games with you dummies! No, I'm NOT - taking picutes
it motivate us Cause we are brothers, don't try to diss The 3 will get evil and then commit Assault with deadly lyrics and make you admit 7A3 - we ain
my time and I ain't gonna rush into something to get left with nothing again. That's what I said before till I opened up the door, let you in and left my
Eightball and 'G Y'all be tripping off the P's I can get plus I'm from my K-Town click when a playa lay it down quick to be no tease and no lick she gon
witness, keep my distance, mind my business You, somebody talk, you in they mouth like a dentist We keep it gangsta, mommas love it cause they know it's
it In the end all you heard was a scream Diggin as dug in the concrete, a disappearing dream And don't tell me how it seems To hold it down (to serve
today??" She said: "I'm not giving in, I'm finished," and walked away [Chorus: x2] 1 2 3 That's the speed of the seed A B C That's the speed of the
go out and buy some activator turn my fro into a jheri curl Put the Daytona's on my lac and then I go scoop up my little girl Baby don't try to change
than a mile I get down, cover ground, make my mic sound nice Take aim, hit the map and rap around the world twice I'm so precise it's frightening, I'
if i need it be gift b, everything i want if i want it yeh gimme, when i'm gon he'd miss me Tiffily to kiss me simpily my simlily my melody, my symphony
I'm the man before time, move hands before time Like Don Bluth I made The Land Before Time Some MC's think they're nice, but not hardly That's what they
Billboard Awards Make Jerry Springer jump on my balls, take a recess Kunta test stop your region like the X-Men, liberty legion Got you sayin that's it
Verse 1: In my darkest hour, I stood my ground There was a part of me, that still believed But would not let me down Verse 2: I don't know how, But
m a nice boy a nice girl next door with a weapon I am not human anymore I traded my attitude and I traded my spine placid weak as piss wanna fuck in my
should be more than pawns in some asshole's passion play so now it's your job and it's my job to make it that way to make sure they didn't die in
Turn it down No texting at the table No more computer time tonight Your iPod's my iPod if you don't listen up Where you going and with whom and what time