what can i do where can i find the answers that i seek deliver me nothing is resolved i simply stare into my face of one who is confused, afraid and alone deliver me deliver me
Prince ("King of New York" sample)] Yea that's how we do it In the year two thousand and four and five Y'all niggas is straight jive, word up Yea, one
three mice Me shise, must of had me mistaken for the wrong stick That kids cut short, I'm the one with the long cord and the track one i smack one rhyme
unlocked for you, and great enlightenment shall be yours. [XERXES:] Yes, master... and yet, there is one realm which intrigues me above all others, one
Let me see, let me see How should I start If I say stop the violence, I won't chart Maybe I should write some songs like Mozart 'Cause many people don
While y'all niggaz couldn't move me if you worked for Starvin Students Downin all beer types, from St. Ide's to Red Stripe (yipes!) The menace stuffin mics down
S to the L to the O-B Stay down with Crip cause Crip with me (Said smoke that muthafucka) [AWOL] Now I'ma stay down And down for the mission Let me get
jester sang for the King and Queen, In a coat he borrowed from James Dean, And a voice that came from you and me; Ah but while the King was looking down
guys two-for-me Like Dom P, son, I terrorize truthfully Now my bio, be long, A-bomb, and queen Esther Which ya'll pinned down in chapters, with my Mariam
pennies in a cup So tell me now, are you ready for the schoolin? But you got to know, in the nine-o, who's rulin Me, the king of swing, but not a swinger
of P Long Man oh man lick shots if I have to Submit to me as your lord and master It's the Mighty Ha, I'm a street Bronx, I Deliver the real like Walter
who you sendin' me You motherf**ker never wanted nothin' But your wife said, that's for the light day I'm gettin' down, down, make it say freeze But won't be the one
the jester sang for the King and Queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the King was looking down
of us just like me Who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best
of us just like me who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me and just might be the next best
me bird flu How the beats rain down and the verses pour Ev the weather man, breaks it down perfect form I'm a king with a crown full of perfect thorns
