nothing more WORDS WORDS WORDS and nothing ...nothing ...nothing more NOTHING MORE WORDS WORDS WORDS and nothing more WORDS WORDS WORDS and nothing more WORDS WORDS WORDS and nothing more
shit up out a bitch I'm a fixture having chips, been doing it for a grip Might not gangbang but I set trip I been out here 24/7 nothing more or nothing
1 its a emergency cowards tried to murder me From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me Shit I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed Nothing more
things you call important are making me see red the patches that you wear and the spikes on your head are nothing but a fashion show and you judge everyone on a sliding scale of "punk
and started 41Fivin [DJ Daryl cuts up] (Ain't) (Shot his wife and her lawyer) [VERSE 4: D-Loc] Time to break east, I hear sirens Man, I hate those punk
Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before [Verse
Banks is a nigga you can't fade You don't get paid off of what I made You gets dick, nothing more and nothing less Nut in your mouth or maybe nut on your
a problem with you Cause you got a problem with me Yeah nigga... keeping it real G'd up Hitting niggaz like +Boo-Yaa!+ punk What the fuck nigga! [Verse
[Verse: Bloodshed, Cam'ron] Aiyyo, knock, knock (Guess who) Bloodshed to your rescue I'm rougher than the projects that niggas don't move next to My
as a mat Laying there staying, ain't nothing deader than that Some slicker than wet ice, admit it I'm that nice You did down to get, one verse is that
punk tell him why...) The milk is spoiled!! [Verse Three: Poke] Well I'm the Spanky of the crew and I'll Alfalfa you and if you step to the Poke I kick nothing
the wanted posse is demandin As I release rhymes so outstandin Don't stop at nothin, cause I got much heart Just do the E a favor, and punk, don't start
just ain't the same Life just ain't the same (Coming up in the new game) [Verse 1: WildStyle] I know I gotta make my life right Cause this shit ain't just nothing
the bitch the shit the Dre brings Is realer then Swiss cheese im out to get geez, if you aint with it punk bitch then get these nuts in your mouth no more
I got mouths to feed my n**** I can't afford to take no loss I can give your ass a number It's up to you to keep it quite You can't be a punk about nothin
[Intro/Chorus: samples of Big Daddy Kane] "I'm different, so don't compare me to another" [x3] "If they can't hang, word to the mother" [Verse One:
I describe, the way I feel Fuckin' great man Ok, let me see How could I begin [Verse 1:] Locked in mariahs wine cellar all I had for lunch, Was red wine more
