heart stopped beating, they kiss our lifeless skin. If i needed one more tear to get in up, Would it be yours? Would it be yours? We have lost our lives
) Bloody and violent individuals (runnin down your area) People who are bound to eat your children in a fit of rage [El-P] Cypher unkown phone home The bone box
cause I still ain't take it out the box I keep a big whip like Indiana Jones and big size rims without my have it on I be terrorizing every jamming song
-double-O-T, from the C-O-U the P I feel my epedermis at it's firmest just befo' a skirmish If you want green like Kermit keep it heated like a Thermos
P. B.I.G. From your big dog B.I.G. D.E.E.Z. Shaq Diesel Kayslay (Kayslay) Money Mark (Money Mark) Studda Box, Box [DJ KaySlay:] Yeah it's the champions
It cud get f**kin old but it's good I'm young But my heart get cold as the hood I'm from Tell me what it take to be numba one I guess it's gon be what it
listened to a tune from the Zulu Kings We was all into it when the telephone rings I pick it up and say, "Yo, who it be?" It was the L.A. Player, pimpin
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit
top, born in Cali-forn-ia Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make a choice to see the hell or it's heaven Get your chest layed out wit the FM 57
never told me I would grow to be a liar Now all I gotta do is speak and they burn It's cremation no urn How you claim to be a hustler but don't earn?
do it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets
(feat. Louiville Sluggah (OGC)) Who we be? We be the B double O - T - C - A -M - P [x3] I'm caught up in a zone of my own, I rome Run my fingers through
like a zero, Shine the spotlight, this is my night, Get your cameras ready, let it rain confetti, I'm a champion, I do what can't be done, In the real
P. it So even to the producer it's hard to I.D. it Bars tremendous, it's in your best interest I insist your men just, do your best Bish's rendish Endless
nice You could be ethiopian rhymin for rice You could be hatian tryin to rhyme for your rights You could be south african writtin rhymes for ice You could be
Your little T.K.O was A.O.K. My way is R.I.P., niggaz are D.O.A. Dead on Arrival So nigga you better come with your gun if you want survival From the