What, what? (This goes out to the general public) Yo.. you over there Styles? - Yeah dog (Anybody sleepin on us) Second album nigga - two guns up nigga
He shot a cerebral probe at Kris's mind, but he missed it Professor X taken out by the Blastmaster's metaphysics Round two, new fight, word to life,
Larger than life, sharper than a knife, Ever ready for the time, Slick and smooth I'm bound to improve your mood, And make you feel fine, Reach for me
We took it to the beach then she gave a little speech How she loves the way we grind when we lay between the sheets It's getting kind of shady second
with life's atrocities hoppin' in v's, knowin' some day I got to lead properly high up in a five realizing the price paid for this life laid in the light
you want me girl and I want you too, feels just like a dream just to be here with you I would drop in a second just to think you'd be gone, Living a lonely life
Your eyes will burn once the acid hits You'll be blinded like Rosie O'Donnell jumped up ten feet in the air and flashed her tits Life is shady G in 1976
song will be a footprint I be back with the essence in an instant I heard about Ason, and burnt an incense Life's ill, don't get it pretzled I can't
tek off That's some nasty shit and still you wonder why im sick when I see this shit and I say exactly what I think That's some nasty shit and you don
i rhyme i hope you focus Nasty like puss I make a mess Cant see me like the monster from loch ness I beg ya dont test its a Phi Life Cypher Here to get
even started rappin' 1983, Too $hort Word for word Like this baby, Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches A nigga like me I know what's up I want a nasty
die, this song will be a footprint I be back with the essence in an instant I heard about Ason, and burnt an incense Life's ill, don't get it pretzled
with hips, face lookin' like a mechanic fist Nasty ass chick, gonna kiss you, with a wish [Chorus: 60 Second Assassin (Madam D)] She was a run away life
[First Verse:] All this time, you've been mine, heaven-sent Valentine And just like that, my life stopped on the dime I can't stop cryin', inside I'
tired, and the reason is Camille-mille Shockadelica The girl must be a witch She's got your mind, body, and soul hitched Shockadelica You need a second
mean old man I was an ornery cuss I was a dismal dan I made an awful fuss Ever since my life began Man, it was ever thus I was a nasty tyke who was hard
jazz musicians Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues Oh, I think they like me, in my white tee You can't ice me, we here for life, B On my second