burning flames Yeah, he's my hero A much safer place I look at the horizon As the world comes down tonight As the world comes down tonight Tonight He's my
I have come to you sweetie to bring hell on earth I know what you think, I watch your every move Hear my breath behind you, your fear is my dope.. slut
you Dream maker Make my dreams come true tonight If I close my eyes Would you hold me tight all night Dream maker Here's what we gon' do tonight We gon' make sweet
wanna kill that demon And my heart stops, I guess I wasn't really dreamin Need my head, and I pray for my soul to stay clean Close my eyes, and recognize
Mil-latin the dog done grew up, is it still manhatten I speak street slang arab-a-latin, my gunz speak rat-a-ta-in, understand my lingo, I'm from Albany
My life is like a see-saw, I had some good times and had some bad times Nigga was down to his last dime, I slept in a pissy hallway til' my people came
with they tongues out Eighty-five in the south Twenty-four in the east See my scrilla, blow like yeast Cross my fingers, pull my wife It's hot tonight A murder
it We walk with heat, ain't nuttin sweet on the streets If you walk in the slum you get caught by the dum-dum Niggas, what? Red rum, red rum Murder is
leaves But in Harlem, niggas like to Plot and Scheme [Cam'ron] Now your store grose A mil' a week And my niggas on the block Yo, we feel is sweet But
drink is sour, armaretta, yo Whatever, forever, but won't stop my chedda [Chorus] For all my cats with the ice, who don't need no wife We getting head tonight (Whatever) To my
who's down with that bitch? [Chorus:] My woman, digs for money, day and night My woman, loves me, and she holds me tight My woman, better come on, home tonight
so easy to be Murder to tha first degree-demi, gotta represent Kill for dead presidents, in flint is sweet like peppermint You'll never find my fingerprints
crew is too deep Why tuck it all in? The jewels are too sweet You should ball if you could I be diggin' in my pockets It ain't trickin' if you got it
of my flesh, blood of my blood FLESH OF MY FLESH, BLOOD OF MY BLOOOOOOD!!! Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X) Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood All my niggaz
get in my way I pity your moms Yeah, my block is real, my niggaz is armed My borough is thorough, we bang with each other I'm switchin my diamonds and
time everyday I'ma be high because I might loose my life on these streets tonight but when I wake up in da morning everything is alright my heads tighter
flight number 106 and gettin all up in your fuckin mix You get me upset, and I got you uptight cause my committee's in your city tonight, AIGHT? We got
