right here's the prince and the pauper combined This peasant rich spirited This prince inconsiderate Divine disenchanted genius illiterate This so-called life must get rid of it
All was settled from the start Immaculate and pure I invited chaos to stain, defile And purity was no more Demise of the crown, hereditary prince I stand
girls chained to our sticks like nunchucks [Ryu:] You got a death wish I'm the Fresh Prince of tech clips You gotta respect it The west died I came in
feel it in my skin, warmin up my mind Sometimes you gotta give in to win I love the days that it shines Whoa let it shine Whoa let it shine [x3] Whoa
, ya heard? Respect my gangsta, it's all hustle Steal it on 'em, you know? Loving da game you gave me, loving my name is AZ Never sold millions, but fuck it
'll been thugged out to the fullest Niggas strap now You don't want me dead Gimme that, I'll bet I'll pull it Cause since a young age I been starvin'
kick em, check it Like the Fat Boys said, I "Brrrrrrrr, STICK EM!" From that point on, I say we're on for the night But I love it when the girl just
me in the mix like [?] up at the plate And then they press it on wax, sell it in the store The DJ's screamin kick it out on the dancefloor Comin through
to prove my love So let yourself get hit in the heart, let it bleed If I could I would take back the words that were dead If you could be fed through
boof on tonight. Get You boof on. Ohh get your boof on cause it?s a good song and get your boof on. Get You boof on. Ohh get your boof on cause it?s a
the valley of dry bone dreams So many roads, so much at stake So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take
mack, it's just sense to me I'ma keep it on the real, bout this Hogging life Everyday we chasing scrill, trying to ball for life Keep the money on my
like the living dead As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straight ahead They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread But it