1: Skin Deep] Baby just stop I'm so tired of playing Stop, no more games Baby just stop I'm so tired of playing Stop, no more games [Skin Deep] I'm on
] Yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more
's more than just a song "Listen to me now, believe me later on" My fantasy was fulfilled, but my life is still gone "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I'm rolling through your skin
me in the Acura driving it like I stole it You wanna diss like you got a trick up your sleve? Fuck spittin' you would need my permission just to breathe It's deep
To break the chains of woe Spartacus himself is watchin' The revolution of slaves Resistance for respect Cause humanity is just a fake Deep fear is
the pond poking Pads of lily sass oh really? You don't have to fascinate the past debate To fasten the snake skin belt Its smoother to grasp the grape skin
it's callin' your heart Death and incarceration had us all in the dark We was done, some'll say "we had a beautiful run" And the beauty is skin deep was
on they job at they lunch break, make the pump quick Leave 'em ump-slayed when the fuckin pump spray I roll with a sick all-out squad Ten deep, let's
pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry When you can't even
't take it no more!!!) You have been warned, the prophet is here. [Buddha Monk] The prophecy has seen that you remain with the sting Removin the skin
under these sheets playing this game of twisted hide and seek don't try to run she'll find you don't make this hurt more than it has to just a kiss her
shit I pulled off in this game takes big balls I'm a rap star from two different rap crews A pale skin Cuban who's mistaken for a black dude Cause my
bitch You better have a mil now Or I toss yo wig Turn yo species to allices, now here wintness, real niggaz do real crimes Wit black pieces, my game is at it's deepest
Bronx run through my vein, the four train Foot deep in yo' ass, that's the code name Wit no shame I sabotage the whole game Wow, and what you got left
his ass is hot Shot, in the middle of the street Pretty boys don't sleep cause beauty is only skin deep [Lord Finesse] While you playing games, we claimin
DJ Drama:] See I don't wanna be the Mixtape king no more, More like the Mixtape President, Barak Odrama! It was definitely time for change, I mean the game
bitties a fifty sack got some reefers and a razor blade Like a game of Spades, crack the bullshit These days was made for me to devise strictly games
the home of drivebys and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E Chorus It ain't nothing but more hot
