Wasn't the one girl, wasn't the one (I wasn't the one) I wasn't the one to walk out on us (I wasn't the one) I wasn't the one to let go of trust (I wasn
Amen, I truly do think the Lord is real And I think you know, if it wasn't for Him We wouldn't be where we at today We wouldn't be able to do any singing
I'm a bust that thang Smells so good, it overwhelms that stank How could I hate you, when I say thanks? I pull away, I roll like tape Solely approaching
Mannie Fresh)] I'm a sell my dope, I'm a bust my guns I'm a fuck my hoes, I'm a stack my ones What I represent? (The, the underground, the, the underground
right I took it while you wasn't lookin So give me your beef, homeboy I'm cookin I can get loose so don't you try I graduated from Crenshaw High You can
and supreme But for a microphone still I fiend This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate I want to see
a Benz when I wish I could park one Shed a couple tears when I heard that he caught one So everytime I drive down, wish I'll spark one, for you and 'Pac
screen) Yeah, no security, (I'll put you on the respirator) I'm the bomb, (I'm the mothafuckin detonator) One (dutch), one (bud), one (burner), one (
much too soon I couldn?t tell if what I thought was false or true I didn?t think about what I?m about to do I messed up, this couldn?t be real, this can
I've even seen some of them teachers laughing That's why I had a smile on my face when I started blastin I wasn't crazy - all of y'all were sick I was
chorus: Mnmsta] Cause I ain't tryin' to hear that I don't know her I ain't tryin' to hear that don't ask me I ain't tryin' to hear that what phone number
wasn't for the crew, It would be, only lonely me, payin' dues Don't forget the flow, if it wasn't for the flow Possibly, how could I suppose I could
you, my girl) A thousand kisses from you and it wasn't enough (Right, I'm taking you back, I'm taking you back, with another one) I just don't wanna stop
put yourself in jeopardy? It was a sunny day I thought of let my thoughts run away Yeah, I thought of let my thoughts run away Although I need 'em sometimes I
Lebo] It's the R-A-To the K-I-Am If I wasn't, Then why would I say I am? Microphone fiend, Eric B. for prez I used to slum and blast er till my batteries
Amen, I truly do think the lord is real And I think you know, if it wasn't for him We wouldn't be where we at today We wouldn't be able to do any singing
and supreme But for a microphone still I fiend This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate I want to see who