There are things I'd like to say that I've said too many times before things I should have done instead of looking for a way to get out 'Cause you'll
[Originally by Dag Nasty] There are things I'd like to say that I've said too many times before things I should have done instead of looking for a
You know I'm just a small town girl I'm off to see the whole wide world I'm off to see the wizard too Do every thing that Dorothy won't do I know I
[INTRO: KRS-One] Come now Yes Now everyone comes in and says that they are The lyrical champion But of course there is only a few That can really stand
, j'suis un las(car), j'veux du cash , des liasses Laisse-moi te conter l'histoire du "3 x plus efficace" Refrain Yeah !! 1 fois, 2 fois, 3 fois 2
known as Miami With the help from a posse called the L.A.D. Educate is what we do With permission from the 2 Live Crew 'Cause the Crew is 2 Live for you
skinny nigga battlin' niggas three times my size" watch this uppercut, here it come... watch the jab nigga.. ugh here it come, look out, watch my arms Verse 1 - 2
de plus que toi Juste une reconnaissance, et c'est a toi mon gars qu'on la doit On remet ca On vie deja un enfer Pourquoi faire d'une salle de concert Un champ
[VERSE 1: D-Loc] Niggas just jock me, they try to clock me I ain't havin that cause I'm the L to the o, the c I'm not weak or soft like a geek I'm a
was a freak I suppose She in the telly she use all three holes Man you know me I just go with the flow Just a touch, a blow, a lil' bit [Verse 1: 50
In Here U Got 2 Options Get A Gun Or Run Ma First Car Was A Spaceship No Hooptie Champ Hoody N Boots No Gucci Yayo Introduced Me Fifth Scooped Me Da Floor
[Intro] Yeah Yeah we can ride to this Just lay back, crew [Verse 1] Here's a taste of my life, its bitter and sweet I put my heart out to the sounds
[Verse 1] A backstreet killer a 5th ward assassin So raise the fuck up muthafucka when I'm blastin My buckshot: buck*buck*buck buck 'em down till they
doute" va calmer ton voisin Il appelle 2.000 fois, il n' repond pas putain! Salaud, il est au courant et il regarde TF1 C'est l'hymne de Julien Courbet Le champion
here That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing) They can't tell me nothing (nothing) They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion) That
kill MC's for fun Let your momma know, she'll feel me like a son And when I'm dead and gone I'll still be #1 I got heat like underneath your seat like
[Chorus: x2] Lemme hear somethin' Lemme hold somethin' Roll somethin' Lemme show you somethin' What'chu know good What's poppin' wit'chu What's happenin
