to go I guess, I'm closer to my god High tide, in flight Your body struck by the morning light In fact I know I should go I guess I'm closer to the soul
diplomat The Oval Office ain't nothin but a boot magnet [Serch]Close to close, but Pete freaked it anyway [Nice]Serch said [Serch]Prime, let's do the
't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned When I rhyme, something special happen every time I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
prime and wicked start a course straight through my veins. I'm so alive, my skin so cold and fake I close my eyes I know that now's the time to take my
of man until such time as it would once more be needed to bring to bear against Chaos... aye, until such time as Angsaar reawakened. It was I who guided
balls flying Striking you one at a time, in a parallel line Why the art of emceein is steady dyin That nigga Canibus is still in his prime, bust a rhyme
I spit it from the heart I did it a lot of years, been in it from the start As time has gone by, to whom it may concern I paid close attention, let me
times are so hard and it's getting even harder Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus See dishonor caught up between being a father and a prima donna
a home Somewhere in your kingdom Even the loss of the alone In Jesus name I pray, amen [Z-Ro] Seem like the light is so close I can feel my soul, about
Prophets, let it pour from the sky Look close; see the Empire formin' in my eyes It's like a thousand stars shinin' for a moment in time Had to fight
the sweet by and by) just a little bit sweeter But them blues well it's still the same old song Now we're stars a shinin' on them prime-time TV shows
.I.P., uh to the P-A-T, we love you baby We gon miss you [Ronnie Spencer] P-A-T, rest in peace baby Everybody knows, it wasn't your time to go [Mr.
When the sun's shy gotta keep one eye, nigga I been shot at and stole on No protection from one time, only caught for my prime So I asked the Father
Chi When the sun's shy gotta keep one eye, nigga I been shot at and stole on No protection from one time, only caught for my prime So I asked the Father
the sun smokin' I was the gun totingest My cuz told me Don't get demoted, keep it close to your digits You know you get it, you let yourself get too close
Lee): repeat 2X] She dance the salsa She dance the Cumbia She dance merangue I wanna know her name [First Verse (Baby Beesh):] Now every time I see
