Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah [Master P] Check my status, then check my name You want to win give me the ball, the last play of
to it. - Very much so. Take my hand; Take my hand. Take my hand. The candles flicker. You handle your liquor. The nerves quiver. Wish my band had some
club And drop the attitude Why you acting like that little sticky pass is some kinda right of passage dude Keep rapping till you get discovered But better believe it's last
Black empowerment I think wife, and black child to raise together I think about the winter knowing nothing last forever In this world things happen at the drop
fam snappin flicks, clappin loud in the back of the crowd. Now the band playin Martin Circumstance got you amped feelin like a champ, Class is out of session at last
em up off me cause all We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I want settle get on my level they can't Stop me or drop me nigga
Never Ignored You We Held Hands In The Dark As The Band Played Looked You In You Eyes Told You Never To Be Afraid I Knew It Wouldn't Last But I Wanted
As I receive the mic for the last time, I clear up your past crime All felonies can go, as long as you know Brand Nubian will stand, without the use of a band
ones grievin Cuz I never back up (no sir) I never back down Ask Brown (Ha!) From the bell to the last round Face down, dick in the dirt, hit 'em where
if I ain't correct, they call me Doc I'll give you dog shots, but I ain't the vet And I got dough so I ain't upset I threw the drop on, Michael J's in
with my pistol on my seat I got a wake up with that R.I. and the grape Swisher Sweets I skeet skeet then beep beep I drop em hog then I'm gone And since
[Intro:] [Puff] Bad boy baby, We the last standin' check the records, Check the score. Da Band, the next generation of Bad motherfuckers, c'mon [Babs
grab ya My names Dip Dappa don't`` spit saliva Leave you wet like plasma leave you sick like ashma I goet rave reviews like Knots Landing MC's best to band
Come on, yeah Yo I'm from L I fella, vison had you tune into my figgida (?) Microphone is mobile Holding mic's is slow while I be just day dreaming Drop
im a womans man Im the Cash Money prince blow the trumpets band and They say they want the drugs to stop But Ima major set back when my album drop I got
on Honda scooters For some fun in the sun while the daylight last Other people just layin out on the grass Gettin Saint Tropez with the band that's ole
four times the determination, but is that enough to keep us floating, keep us up. each time we're together, i know this could be the last time. we'll try not to drop
