4 blow in ya guts, send ya up to the tree (up to the tree) I got 21 guns in the V [Verse 1: Jadakiss] Yo, back up back up, all I'm saying I need piff, white
No tongue in the bell And the fishwives yell But they might as well be mute So you get to keep the pictures That don't seem like much Cold white keys
to the lab is what I had to do Goin in and out of lanes while I blast Badu Drinkin from a apple tree, sip on a flask of juice Talkin to nanny on the cell
tree Mockin bird sittin` on a cypress knee Sweet `ole sycamore blowin` in the breeze The slammin` of the screen door Ice cold creek and sugar white
the joy of your wwoorrlldd is Paul Barman!!! Beautiful, Beautiful Barman [Verse 2:] After this rap I'll be in Napoli, happily Proposing to my chosen under an apple tree
in check like baggage, so quit trippin We're knockin the boots on prostitutes, Rockin original beats that got no loots Not with a noose in an apple tree
girl And beef with the world He had a bone to pick That's why my dome was sick It rubbed off on me Because the apple don't fall far from the tree g You
It Go Wolf Pack Make Ya Booty Bounce Boppa Bend, Breathe, Strech, Bitch Let It Go [Verse 1:] Where I Come From Booty Bounce, Dollars High, Tree Spa
Let It Go Wolf Pack Make Ya Booty Bounce Boppa Bend, Breathe, Strech, Bitch Let It Go [Verse 1:] Where I Come From Booty Bounce, Dollars High, Tree
hate it and fear can't face it the child is not right, he's my greatest shame Go out, create thunder, and stand right under That old apple tree Where
The apple rots far from family tree, unless you're the public enemy. Kids these days, sing their praise. When self expression is stranded, lost at
is just one apple on the tree It isn?t like I hoped it?d be Yesterday when there was still you I looked and I swear that I saw two Maybe a wandering white
a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is strong in cunning. The apple tree
wi hear Mi nuh pay pon bus to how mi n'have fear When yuh see GAZA approach wid care Don't tek check from da apple tree there Yuh cyaa dis di plum weh
not at all Not far from the tree that's where the apple falls Say the wrong words so guys knock ya apple off No sweetener straight apple sauce Doing movie
stays with you even though you know a chance to cut is still a chance to cure pull your legs apart save me save me your body doomed as the last apple on the tree
I carry the torch for her in the orchard Apples were her last name My Jeanine my Jeanine Each tree would ignite with blossom of white And apple her hair
just one apple on the tree It isn't like I hoped it'd be Yesterday when there was still you I looked and I swear that I saw two Maybe a wandering white