Testi:
Common Soul By The Pound

bad as Leroy Brown Brown Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun noun If you got beef beef then you'll get ground ground Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound

bad, as Leroy Brown Brown Yo I'm a pro pro, but not a noun noun If you got beef beef, then you'll get ground ground Cut up in soul soul, by the pound pound

101 The hardest nine to five you'll ever have You can't learn this shit in no history book You ready to rap motherfucker? You ready to sell your soul?

, marks wanna test me because I test the mics I check 'em like sound, and like loose I'm down Plus I done got better since Soul By the Pound, I maintain

Dessa, whatever the fuck she calls herself Paper Tiger, Swedish name for a Japanese punk band Joe Mavin, you look like Alanis Morissette [Verse 1: Slug] Sometimes I feel like a bastard surrounded by

your body to me I said you're wack, you're wack, showin your body to me You got no Soul man, and you need to get a Pound Cause you, ain't, ah-really

on this corner I still wanna see California But this is my world [Chorus Repeated Overlapping:] "It's your world" [Common] Yeah [Verse 2] Life and death law around us Four pounds and pounds

would there be My 3 Mase pos and me And that's the magic number Focus is formed by flaunts to the soul Souls who flaunt styles gain praises by pounds Common

goes down in my click the dogs they all simmer At the same time , ninety-six to the hard top brandy wine Gettin' mine in a big fashion A eleven pounds