(K.Swift & P.James) Please forgive this platitude But I like your attitude You are just the kind I've had in mind, Never could find Honey, I'm so keen
their humorless smiles so easy to see through, Can they tell you what's wrong from what's right? Do you remember St. James Street Where you blew Jackie P.'s
the face, can one man take? Well let's roll, I wanna know I wanna blow until we all P.O. And we can wake up in the mornin, we can do it again We might
You know what I'm sayin? I gotta give some P's up to my homies That's still doin them everyday thangs with me I gotta say what's up to my brother Stan
chop off ya arm If you weak for the gun, kill it, collection Mommy do this long time like a barn veteran Like Screech and Pac Man or James Bond Also Top
John 1:1 John 6:48 Mark 14:22] Then it just happened like a house tossing [Acts 12:7] Who says it's fair Due Processing Here's the righteous here's the
get's deepa as you meat the Grim reapa in the form of a man double M 24 5 got your brains leaking I'm peakin That's why these nigga wanna rip keep me
(feat. Billy Danz - M.O.P.) Ayo, turn the, turn the music up some more In the headphones for me Check it out [c'mon!] You ready, it's Bumpy Knuckles
Pullin Out Dem Tecs Man I Got Dem Mac's Man I got Dem K's And I Got Dem Nine's And I Got Dem A's R-15's And Dem 22-Trey's Player Wanna Ride I'm a Ride
on my New York shit (WOO!) Big Pun on my New York shit Jam Master Jay on my New York shit [Busta Rhymes] BVD's and durags nigga Stand on the corners,
up: Michael Jackson, James Brown, Tupac, R. Kelly, OJ Simpson, Mike Tyson, Kobe Bryant, Jay-Z, Mystikal, P. Diddy, Allen Iverson, Snoop Dogg, DMX, Styles P
take aim, cause he's a Saint like James And when you done with body (burn him into flames) [UG:] Sippin' Hennessy, on Tennesse, with Hav and P See Schott
that feeling eventually Gon shrivel up, when reality turns it into misery And you niggaz is killing me, with your wanna-be-me's You a artist we bosses, the ones that funded c.d.'s
than forty G's A month and it's just my check, and ain't even got to my savings The money the bank is saving, plus the money my safe is saving Let's flame
21 Jump Street suckin Robocop's dick Starsky and Hutch gangbanged Cagney without Lacey Her lesbian lover fucked TJ's Hooker on New York Undercover Call me L.A.P
X) U-A-C, they get they P's and No I.D., be gettin his P's and The Late Show, they get they P's and ProfessaNots, they get they P's and Peep the maneuver
are critical miracle burn like gasoline im slick as vaseline put a look in the must homie im the realist appealist that's trillest that's illest that's
in mind was money It's like somebody else's party and the dough's for me Well the Birthday Boy missin' out in my eyes He's probably playin' around Gonna