d rather embarrass me But I need a volunteer, do I have any? The NASA contractor with a satchel of answers I passed up the Nobel Peace Prize for my passion
, sit back, crack the Bailey's Wetter than white milk, grab the quilt - that's the heater My nigga drop losses, strike like Adidas Shit is deep, the Grant
The feeling's gone, the passion left Today it ain't over till it's over But hey We ain't running from our fate So stay Dig a hole, arrange the flowers
she fucked the whole New Jersey Drive (soundtrack) High like Stone Temple Pilots, Pearl Jams on tour Rrrraahahrra rrrarhraarah I rips it like a chainsaw Dig deep
hey Super bad, super bad say say [B-Legit] Check the pass man, foot on the gas man I wrap em' up in cashmere and trade em' for cash man You dig, my
me, I don't know When she said she'd been behaving I found it hard to stop myself from laughing I think I'll head off, in fact You'd better dig me in deep
the wrist watch, nah that's not hip hop I dig, dug you nub and fall through the pit stop Slick style warrior, smooth with inner passion Only stop for
] just wait until the timing is completely right, just wait until.... tryin to just live your life.. striving to fit all the needs of the arrogant theif, you gotta dig deep
a fuckin' handfull It's like this Come and try to step into my mist Taste a kiss of the end of my brown fist You should a known we were deeper than your
[DJ Clue: echoing] New shit, Mobb Deep featuring Noyd (like this dunn) The Professional, used from my nigga Vic Haha [Prodigy] Yo you catch chills,
that War, fuck war We can take it to the streets, muthafuck Bone an it's on when we meet Never ride alone cuz I roll one deep Black four-five on me like
d deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep
you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you alive? Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep
you forgotten the keys to the kingdom Have you been borne yet & are you alive? Let's reinvent the gods, all teh myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep
scriptures project pictures Yo, I play the low like spy cameras hidden inside light fixures I'm hot sex embedded inside the song Mobb Deep from the back
over-work us and jerk us till we ain't thinkin clearly (come one) Cuz the history we stay weary of various theories Question evolution and use to pass
you it's cyclopse They trade in their high tops for night sized Withe rocks Words in my right, they pass my left ear It's solid decked out write the
needs And now we're growing tired of planting bleary-eyed seeds And I'm not saying that we could do better But given the chance we'd try (we'd try) We dig
