, P.R. Terrorist) [Chorus x4: sample] Nuttin' shall separate me from your love [Intro: Christ Bearer (Meko the Pharaoh)] (Yeah) yeah, Nuttin', Nuttin', Nuttin
got a nigga still runnin' from the police (Put them motherfuckin Nike's on tight and get ghost y'all) [Dramacydal] I ain't got nuttin on my mind, but
these snitch bitches, protectin riches By givin stitches, the life as a ghetto star When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star
Firm shit, you know I mean? For all the niggas, in New York all across the motherfuckin' world (world), ain't nuttin' changed yet (ain't nuttin' changed
(feat. H-Town All Stars) [Intro: Lil' Keke] Big terrible Texas It's where legends are born I'm Lil' Keke The Don Original Screwed Up Click It's a dedication
to get beat, who ever thinks of defeat? When in ??? ???, I keep my eyes on the prize Cos ain't nobody killin me, I be the Big Gangsta From up North,
+ Not "Hell yeah" but "Hell, yeah" in Cin' City When I spit this here it's easy as.. {"1-2-3"} +You Can "Huh?" You Can Hear Me+, you ain't heard nuttin
Snakes parade, the unforgiven law no mercy Build controversy, then perform surgery Killarmy, we meet at a ninety degree angle Universal star angels, we
of beginner but hard to feel like a winner when you eat spreads for dinner Hit the streets late night in the form of star mushin On the 211 mission just
fun in the club You could be a movie star, and turn into the governor Or rap like Romeo and still listen to your mother mayne Ain't nuttin wrong with
[Mr. Fantastik: Talking] Mr. Fantastik [MF Doom: Talking] The villain [Mr. Fantastik: Talking] What up, nigga? [MF Doom: Talking] Ain't nuttin, what
what I do, they got a nigga still runnin' from the police (Put them motherfuckin Nike's on tight and get ghost y'all) [Dramacydal] I ain't got nuttin
leave em bleeding cause I ain't got no motherfuckin sense We hit the soundscan harder then a land mine I drop a disc and Blockbusters start forming lines From the north
spot, full of mad criminals who don't care, guzzlin beers, we all stare at the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North before
is everyday screwin' you Off the top, make money off of rocks On and off the block, bouncin' off on cops Whose the next street star? Kid, you'd love
Eh-yo, Kinetic What up God? You got that glock cleaned? Soaked those bullets in oil? So yo, I'ma call the Black Knights up and North Star from down in
up in the car thumpin, pull up in the car bumpin Pull up like a star or somethin These niggaz think they ballin? Niggaz ain't really saw nuttin Hopped
the laws I stay shining like headlights and I stay crawling like head lice Just like a boy but I play the dice, them twos and threes ain't nuttin nice
