I wrestled that angel And found that I?m not strong enough to win I wrestled the demon on my shoulder And found my strength was caving in, was caving
blasphemy in here! Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me My family
Goodie Mob's "Cell Therapy"] "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I knew I should've had my jimmy hat strapped on "Listen to me now, believe me later on" There's a message to my
my thoughts, tryin' to get I keep it hooked up, but not the great white hope Hey yo, Preemo, should I hit 'em with the rope of dope Sea shells, sea shells
shouting does is make you lose your voice So on the dock I sit in silence staring at a sea that's full of violence Scared to put my line in that water
my brothers in gold were paid : on my sword I did rely returning to Nordland by horse : ambushed were we and so here I am : come enemies : cornered with my
at all So I said I'd marry, join the fucking navy and went to sea In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair I'm not in the mood for
yonder do [Louieville Sluggah] I see what you mean, I feel, my brother's don't listen But how to capitalize, is how my rod is fishin Deep sea, water,
dirt on they knees No time for bull crap I gotta get these Soon as I step my feet up in the jam Eye balls on me wanna know who I am Fail to realize I
breathing death is running over me my concious keeps on showing me ever since my early teens, music was my destiny wolrd gotta feel my pain, im no longer
so you wanna be on the top arrestin and shootin' all the kids on the block incarcerate the youth of the next generation and you get the high fives at
won't succeed should I listen to this warning should I take it just for real? should I keep going forward or follow the path of my heels? so Seer, tell
again my friend the funky beat has hold and we going on down to the A.M. for you and your friend, sounds here tough on the ear, You know that, coming at
Ben Johnson Dick Vytel said my style was awesome P.T.P. MC Prime Time Precisely Word to Brothers I get Isely And voyage to Atlantis black sea world
2 Seats Behind Me At The Movies She Rolls Her Eyes At My Babymamas And She Got My Name Tatted On Her Arms And Chest Chevy Pendergrass On Her Left Shoulder
wish i was married to you The children throw fits in airports & such They projectile vomit on aunt ruthie at lunch & your in-laws know just what you should
testify to plead my case While they hate on my race and white wash the faces This the Renaissances ages, I value my wages Ask the reverend why the Bible
