slow When we lived in the photograph There was nothing left To stem the overflow Fallen angels get torn apart I can take the pain but I cannot take it slow
more pretentious, the more apprehensive the sentence Hip-Hop made me, Hip-Hop praise me Ain't nothin' changed me since 1980 Involuntary catalepsy, BATTLE ME BABY!!! 1000 BARS NIGGA!!!, Zero
who, Mike Jones, WHO? Mike Jones WHO? Mike Jones and I can't be cloned 2-8-1, 3-3-oh, 8-zero-zero-fo' That's my cell phone number, hit me on the low
[Verse 1:] Attention all America! Here we come Without fear it's the, UMC's RNS kick the, reply to the man who said We couldn't do it ["Oooh, yeah! "]
figure if you owe them, better low then With po-po corruption on the phone double 1-9-1-87, with A couple of zeros I'm sittin' there makin' dollars Verse
(feat. Omen) [Verse 1: J. Cole] Yea, this is where the Yea, this is where the fathers ain't living At least not with us Might see em round the city and