to hear, you better open them, Bringing the faith, and the love, and the hope to them. All. All around the world as we cry?Oh wont you breathe on me?Breathe
spinnin' Without the West Side who would the East Side be beginnin' Now read that on my paper, left or right, West or East Nigga, that's the way I write
UH) Anybody that try to stop me I suggest that they duck Cause when I get the bucket I can assure you it's nothing pleasant My arsenal game is east but the west
's Take A Trip To the South You'll see Ya Boy Got Clout Midwest Errr body Know what I'm About East Coast Yo I hold My own With the best Of them Out here On the West
When you fly west over hours of excess, Your breath grows short and weak, Down on the ground, You take ten trains to the next town, You're travelling
-hop's a mind state, not an area code [Chorus x2: Nfamous & DJ Peril] From the north, to the south, to the east, to the west Come on everybody, go off
get this nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment but released this statement: [Makaveli] It's not about East or West It's
Then you needs to stop runnin off at the mouth You can even step forth, break north or fly south Look east, go west, now choose who's the best Who spit
East side on time let me herre ya.... Uh Oh West side on time let me herre ya.... Uh Oh That's why man yo breath smell like shit If yo momma breath smelled
you say Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us) [Ali] I need a trillion dollars for every breath I take For heaven
To Da Head in the house (X to the Z in the house) E-Swift on the beat (and Barber Shop in the house) Need I say more? (West coast, East coast) Hell no
its depths following each of His steps while leading the next legion of reps equipped to reach and effect every region with the gospel from the east to the west
Look to the north, look to the east, look to the west and south On all horizons storm clouds loom and roll across the sky The river bursts its banks
From the north, from the south, and from the east and from the west, we invoke our ancient gods and goddesses. Bless our conjuration, for we have gathered
From the north, from the south, and from the east and from the west, we Invoke our ancient gods and goddesses. Bless our conjuration, for we have Gathered
and rhyming thugs It's bloods, crips, fives, six It's stick up kids, It's christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks It's the east coast, no it's the west
whether I'm flat dead broke I'm heeding my call and leaving a ball of rappers with heads roast And bringing that universal dopeness to the east and west
in the magic of her secret bliss She is a bonafide keeper just Want to travel inside and seek her depths Mystique so fresh From the west coast to the east
