So here it starts now, in ignorance of the topic we present. Or are you over it, so over it, I say your vision mide as well be thinner than, the paper
is Martin Luther King in my book each week? He told blacks, if they get smacked, turn the other cheek I don't get it, so many questions went through my
To me she'll always be my superstar Cause I'm lookin for a girl with a beautiful smile And a young lady that's worth my while Young ladies out there,
as his two sons are growing up . Four years have passed and his happiness seems to be a gift from God, waving deep into his heart. No other feeling could
got my Rolex glistenin and the bitches be whisperin Ant Banks is gettin the pussy and they know I be listenin and I'm peepin out the haters who be hatin my
Hope a nigga understand that a nigga got a plan And I really gotta see this lady Charter plane in Cleveland Hit up my thugs, let 'em know I'm leavin' Four
stop [Baby] You see my red Lex I mean my read Vette In my red Benz ? flew up in my liter jet I mean my red Beamer ? its with that new (?) Steering wheel
here to stay Wouldn't have it any other way Oh flip, the light is turning orange Coat ripped when I caught it in the door hinge I slip when the lady in the four
if they ever need a place to stay Stay the fuck from around my way, ya crazy bitch! [Chorus: Boss Hog Barbarians] Somethin about you - makes me wanna make you my
Knotty-head, rugged MC, from N.Y. City, my whole rap committee get busy My roots date back to Kizzy, now ask who is he? Lady sings the blues then, I take
I know - I can?t take it Everytime - that you fake it Do you think - I can?t make it On my own - make it on my own Why you never treat me like a lady
half gallon of milk, some juice, and a box of grits? [Bubba] Nah but I might walk up in Kroger, head straight for the DVD's Stuff 'bout four of 'em in my
[Verse One] Here we go, ha ha Thou shalt not have no other great one but me Transcribin my lyrics is the C-H-U-B The lyrics that you hear is not his
)] I get back to my place and put my bicycle away Feelin burnt out and tired but I try not to complain My girl pulls up, how was work? (oh, just great
to solve again Dude that broke in my crib - it wasn't involvin him Four in the mornin, my phone ringin I'm thinkin, "Who da fuck is this," on the other
Every three months in a different car Like the other day in a '81 Datsun wit' my alternator rollin' shotgun Or in the fall in a '88 Seville Pushin' it wit my
s soldiers, it's your job to fight... "And, you know, I don't really give a toss if the cause is wrong or right, My political neck means more to me than
Eminem and Mike Drivin' down Van Dyke Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason Should be takin' my
