pocket gotta rain on 'em, Such a star I saw Heaven's walls and wrote my name on 'em So comfortable at the top I hopped on a plane and claimed Everest
And for the cut I take it out on my ememies, taking out all my enemies Any coward a friend to me, if he bring the pain, we bringing flowers And memories
then I will It's me and 50 Cent my nigga Live in trife, and thats real Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill Thats on for treal (?) I'm on
talkin' big shit, holdin' my dick Bangin' on you 'cause nigga, this Crip I got so many tricks up my sleeve For you hoes to disbelieve You wanna bang, let's bring it on
a name We all need a little help to get on our feet again And we all need a little help but I won?t be taking it So bring on the rain Cause I?m so
for the cut I take it out on my ememies, taking out all my enemies, any coward a friend to me, if he bring the pain, we bringing flowers and memories
Timbo King) [Intro: RZA] Come on, come on Yo, ye-yeah, ye-yeah Where Ya At? Where Ya At? Takin' it back to 1982 Runnin' Brownsville as we bring you (
Pass the Hennessey Oh shit they just bombed the U.S. Embassy The world?s corrupt Rotten cotton clouds Rain Feel my flow H2O I?m calm I chill I creep
some right now nigga And take them straight to the track (track) I've never let a bitch pimp me Trying to tell me what to do but I'mma stay O.G. Fresh
they find? I'll tell you who's on my shit list When I rip this track Listen to the words, don't just hear the rap On the streets will you holla back?
to kill Cutlass, bring da ruckus and ya looses ill Keep it goin' by, I keep flowin' the same And get open like the pussy on mystic rain Showin no shame