Into it Into it Into it Into it Into it Lost in the midday half-life Sunlight and rain Hiding away from the heat In too deep, my heart turns again Your
: Into it Into it Into it Into it Into it Lost in the midday half-life Sunlight and rain Hiding away from the heat In too deep, my heart turns again
might go to the club, and say uh give my D-tape to the DJ He'll play it I'll say it, get the mic and I'll wreck it, them boys be like Lil' Flip you got
was left behind, it was you Beyond the hourglass, and a hundred years have passed, buried in stone My heart still beats outside this Please put the final nail into
When I say niggas it is not the nigga we are grown to fear It is not the nigga we say as if it has no meaning But to me It means Never Ignorant Getting
your body, like an instuctor for yoga or advanced pilates. Your working up a sweat, you like it how I like it? Go ahead go up and down, I like it when you ride it
Intro] Uhhhhh Yeah Uhhhhh Yeah [Verse 1] I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it I make it
turn into sasquatch! Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks It's horrific! - Nah it's terrific! I got it if you sniff it, go head nigga twist
so this hundred I been saving for my P.I.P. I spent slowly and Sauncerea would dance for me with a body flowing slow like a smooth poet it tosses gave
even that close to you you might have just knew him it's hard to put it into words you know it's hard to say what you feel it's hard to say what you feel
off in the hood Nigga [Hook] [MJG] You need to stop sticking your hand out and trying to fold it Turn around the broom handle and trying to hold it It
bout it, never go nowhere without it Beretta 9, in the house, ya'll better think about You better think about it, think about it, think about it [9th
[Sex noises] (food clothes medicine) Heh. So y'all know it's nearly a hundred and ten degrees in this fuckin' vulgar room domain. Got the motherfuckin
regret, the times we got blowed On the road doing shows, all across the globe It's your boy Willean, and I'm holding it down Legendary status Screw, steady slowing it
run until it feels like my legs are spaghetti Until it seems as though my tank has been perpetually empty I run, and the year is 14 hundred 92 I'm on
You were born in 88, never made it past your sweet 16 It seems dreams don't trickle down to peasants from queens But please understand my habeebatee
done lots of that Now reach into my pocket, padre Hide this gold pouch in your hat And let the skinny peons Feed upon the fat It was liberated From some
my hand. Gazing into the starlight we know fright Let's watch them squirm... Has it ever occurred to you that there are things that can never be taught? And it
