I got a package from the war Baby look inside at the note that says You forgot about the few before We've tried to spread our wings before Just try
get lazy at all at all. nor let opportunity pass you by U get to dey always continue to dey try, U get to try to dey always and mind bcos U no won Kpai b4
z(Whhhhhoo) Some Niggas Want To B Mike But Me I Want 2 B Him (Man Lookin Good Man) 4 Finger Rang Rope Chain N Medallion(Dam) Real Bomb Bitch Wita Ass
[Bun B] Everytime I'm in the kitchen, you in the kitchen Let me finish this brick, 'fore you put that fish in Listen, I know we just came from fishin
Yo Schoolly, drop that beat! [Just-Ice] (Goin way back) Yeah 1-2 y'all Go somethin like this [VERSE 1: Bret E.B.] Pay attention when I'm speakin, yo
die - ever ask why? That's the task I have, I'm comin' just as I am My plan is to help the planet understand this: man is under the 2nd law of thermo
shine [Verse 4: Celph Titled] Committing crime is my forte I'm wanted in four states For being spotted with sniper gear on all your tour dates Shine so bright I gave the sun
flavor And sometimes I rap a francais In US rap, you get smacked off the map And attacked by the black gat, you can't adapt Pssshh.. [Chorus x2: RZA
me y we fuss n fite? (B C:) Cuz I hug da street evry nite tryna get dis money rite (A:) Y cant u b mah side? (B C:) Ma, stay on grind, money stay on mah
moon ain't shining bright [4. Verse:] Black sun on the horizon The air turned to dust Rules made from evil And the water turned to blood [B-Part:] The
Paul Wall, Swisha House [B.G.] And this B.Gizzle - the heart of the streetz [Paul Wall] it go down knah'im'talkin bout, bangin screw [B.G.] H-Town, N.
wit da mic devices Bahama-dee be tha' nices bringin' nix rap thing 2 the light like osyrus - 4 tha' 9 pound ex-ced-da-ra-saaloom 2 GangStarr and my nigga
you fuckin with a stash raper Duct taper Fuck you police and fuck neighbors Move to smooth don't duck or try to shake us 2P89 ruge so don't tuck paper
the end you'll see it only begins again And everything you learn you're only rememberin Cause you're [Chorus (repeat 4X)] [Gift of Gab: repeat 2X] It
do is smoke hi-jo, MC Freek im a lyrical pro, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and 0 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and 0, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and 0. [Krazy] This one's standard this one heavy
momma's kitchen beg your pardon darling listen I'm a nigga on a mission and this B*%? es ain't stopping [Chorus:] Blu (Stop jockin em) Blu, My world is Blu [Verse 2
a war Boo-Yaa! It means a cry from a shotgun You want some of this, come on and get some Feel that Boo-Yaa bass, it get louder Only O.M.B. could provide
hoes Seen a lot of 4's, niggaz balling like they pros Doing shows, hoes with diamonds in they toes Rolling optimoes, cause it blowing out my nose Chromey 4