you My arm around your waist I was wanting to get to know you Lean in and get a taste I could hear your heart beating And I found I wanted to eat your heart
is my feet bleed the sickest blood But I feel secure and I smile because I know it's the last and only sacrifice (I hit rock bottom but no one hears my
Shock in my town velvet underground Ho sentito urla di furore di generazioni, senza piu passato, di neo-primitivi rozzi cibernetici signori degli
Voglio vederti danzare come le zingare del deserto con candelabri in testa o come le balinesi nei giorni di festa. Voglio vederti danzare come i
shit from my tape deck I hate Treach, watch a nga from the ILL state flex and break necks of those emcees that wouldn't notice notice me claim to give me my
who know the Stee, they all wanna plug with this God You hear my name in the beauty salon And nails too My name properly branded up in there tatoo Blow
Make all my thugs feel me For the lost clues that make they news yearly [Nas] Jump on it, most of my days spent high My niggaz in the cage get by Writin
listen to the sound Yo, this is for the way we rock Thinkin' Bad Boy gonna stop, we not Yo, we step up in the scene like oh! You hear their flow and then
From my baby mothers house I know you loved her out, dugged her out I wanna harden your spouse, nigga borrow my mouth ???, bangin for my gun, slangin with my
when it ain't Put the mask on the paint Leave hitters zipped up, hot slugs meet face Tie this rag round my head, blow two bags to the head Keep the K
snow Your boys set you up, like Johnny Depp in Blow You got nowhere to go, your cash flow is low Guess who you looking fo', you at my front do' Now that
I don't misfire A lyrical high wire, hotter than a blow dryer As I start to perspire, from this verbal assault My career will catapult, and it ain't my
, and a bad ass bitch invader We so thoed but solo, united for cash When I'm in my fo'-do' my trunk glow, with S.U.C. on my dash At a club we roam knocks
the chain The flow's insane, you hear me coming through your bang You can catch me in the turning lane, in an all terrain With my right hand, guiding
[Verse 1:] Baby makin' time you come and blow my mind ride me baby ride me cause yous a first it was'nt workin' i hear your cry yea you keep it so so
Ay, yo' check it out What would it take for a boy about my age To hear cheers in his head upon that stage And the cheers that would drown out The tears from my
the, iron stood And what of the playwrights, reflection in the scapes of great sights Revolution from power's the writings of brave fights Despite the legendry that you hear