chips Yo, you scared to death, misery need company Crab slackers, niggas actin' like they mad rappers Even wit a record deal, our guns still peal Break a piece of your brain, wipe
what? Man, you better lay off the blunts You must be smokin' something You think I ain't smokin' nothin, stay off my nuts Now hit the floor, baby, time to wipe
it ain't none) when my fuckin bass drops (the whole block hops) everything switch, stops, clocks, and unlock You gotta recalculate your computer (reset all your clocks
job with a mak in the back pak hittin em off. (bitch betta have my money, bitch where my money? ) Sicmade till I die shit nobody saw so I was able to wipe
of the curb A fiend that wanted me to serve him, I said, bitch can't tell I'm off? But I still gave him five dollars to wipe my white walls And then
side of the curb A fiend that wanted me to serve him, I said bitch can't tell I'm off? But I still gave him five dollars to wipe my white walls And then
down Nevamind wit dat cat talkin' Im off to rap Fisio blow em' off the track If it's a melody Uhhh I bring out my energy And da remede Wipes out da enemy
live long The foulest thing about time is still ticks when you gone [Nas] For those who lived the way I lived we came from a long way From wiping coal
hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill" I said, "Roger", he said, "Over and out, don't fake out" I said, "What time?" He said, "One o' clock If it'
in her eyes The wristwatch upon her waistlet it had him hypnotized, She kissed him goodbye, threw me a smile and a grin, My reply cut thin by my hand wiping
Staring at the mirror On the steamy bathroom wall Eating a noddemix As the people are running The high rise starts to fall While she neatly wipes her
I'll remember that dream Soon we shall look back One by one we're finding out all the answers about home Waiting on a [Incomprehensible] That we had Wiping your brow again Clock
don't understand Don't you see I was made for you and you for me Close your eyes Are you ready for a big surprise? Hold the clock Say the words to
said I'd rather die that be without her Love is such a beautiful thing When it knows how to swing And it grooves like a clock But the hands on the clock
that milk Oh I could hide 'neath the wings Of the blue bird as she sings The six-o'clock alarm would never ring Once it rings and I rise Wipe the sleep
I'm like batman, I'm glad man, I swing my boomerang Clock stetsons heads on catch attention Grab retired mc's their pensions Dimension suspension, switch
my pain, caught up in emotion, goes over my head Sometimes I got to think to myself is this life or death Am I living or am I dead? The clock keeps