, I'm a saint not a sinner I am the prize winner, gonna get the NSP and host my own spaghetti dinner, I'm a vegetarian, humanitarian, imaginarian, not a
Traduzione: Northern State. A Thousand Words.
they'll change their world With dyed hair and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers. There's a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand
make him retract statements My next move, probably increase your hatred Take it how you take it, HBO Bodie State wide ain't nobody rocking no Joey I'm a
I'm with the Lox now, you better play your block now My gat, in average, slay a thousand, a major league I make ya bleed, my aim's bueno, we play no Gamed
Japanese tourists And I clap MC's flawless Know what I'm sayin? I stays blunted with about a hundred thousand choruses And crush mode, baby up those stats
Chorus: until it fades out] [Man talking] I'm RBL nigga, wrote a song about it. Like hear it? Here it go.... An I'm a nigga! We're a nigga! She's a
a wolf pack, once I pull back the God-U, and bust through like a fullback [Verse Two: Ghostface Killah a.k.a. Tony Starks] Yo, you fourteen carat gold
Octopuss, gambling in the state New York Daddy old school, son, hold my dick when I walk And I cram to understand, why brothers, don't be maxing You two thousand
You A Bitch Or A Snitch Your Getting Rolled Up So I'm A Solidified Yoc Swinga A Malt Liqueur Drinker A Fuckin Deep Thinker Until I Hit The Grave Better Count Me As A
of funeral wakes Make your bones, bring a rat back dead, just ahead A cop's better, use this biretta Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a pre-dug ditch 'Cause I command a
)* until it fades out. *(Man talking)* I'm RBL nigga, wrote a song about it. Like hear it? Here it go.... An I'm a nigga! We're a nigga! She's a nigga
Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin The special technique of shadowboxing' Poisonous, poisonous (Word, word, word) I should slap all y'all niggaz
Deck Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin The special technique of shadowboxing Poisonous, poisonous (word word word) I should
to sell a million, then bounced on tour outta state Rap fiends was trapped in cells like hot cakes Faster than the rate of the Earth travel Which is one-thousand
world With dyed hair and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers. There's a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand empty
with the Lox now, you better play your block now My gat, in average, slay a thousand, a major league I make ya bleed, my aim's bueno, we play no Gamed
