cookin?, nuthin But you got my baby in the oven You bring the knowledge to my brain, sooth my pain Make me the man that I am, keep me sane I travel through
to set it straight and maybe get it off my chest Could never read your mind, so label me illiterate Put my verses versus your verses deep below the surface Deepspace5
shackled and scarred I still maintain my praise of dark days A sullen world covered in pain So from Dusk 'till Dawn, I represent his word Deepspace 5: set
not our kind You disgrace village go away [Chorus:] You go away go away We dont like you man gweh, You go away go away We dont like you tek weh yuh self, You go away go
headline That said I committed a crime It said that I was the trigger man And that I had the 50 grand It was a frame-up, why was I set up? I think it'
out with piss huh [?] [CHORUS:] It ain't as easy as it looks, we go through some shit You cut us a check, then we go through some hits Then you show
it feels like the last few nights we've been everywhere and back But I just can't remember it all What am I doing, what am I doing [Chorus Trey Songz
She only 5'2, And 48 hours all before I showed up, And brought a thousand dollas worth of drinks and got poured up, Damn my reality just set in, And even
only 5?2 And 48 hours all before I showed up And brought a thousand dollas worth of drinks and got poured up Damn my reality just set in And even when
inside the minds of real g's death row is looked upon as the studio gansters of the 90's a joke hahahaha in a gamecalled 5 minutes of fame you wasted
[Royce] What? Uhh.. [Em] The Bad.. [Royce] Yeah.. [Em] The Evil.. [Royce] Right, yo [Em] put em together [Royce the 5-9, Eminem] [Royce] Yo if it wasn
[Royce] What? Uhh.. [Em] The Bad.. [Royce] Yeah.. [Em] The Evil.. [Royce] Right, yo [Em] put em together [Royce the 5-9, Eminem] [Royce] Yo if
I can't go on unless I'm truly being me And if that means, you don't approve Too fucking bad my mind is set and I won't move
When its half past 5 and you take a leakage The man in the mirror looks back to speak his - Mind - find it sane to wonder Nothing?s clearer. Why am
'm here to spit in booth I got the flu cold sweats plus a chip in my tooth am I even gettin paid for this dedication the least qn5 can do is pay for my
with all White leather, and twenty three on the back, the Song was "Part Two", it's all about the daily Struggles and how they define who I am, and how