I'll keep you under the floor Don't force me to tell I am acute with such narrow views They opened so rapidly just begging for catastrophe I fear my
: I'll keep you under the floor Don't force me to tell I am acute with such narrow views They opened so rapidly just begging for catastrophe I fear
[P. Diddy - talking] Ten years Yo the sun don't shine forever But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together Better now than never, business
people that want to see you Four hours till show time, oh well I might as well check in the hotel Get a little rest before it's time to play Ten brothers
and bettin' worse Left at ten to six in a padded hearse I might find companions in the after-hour taverns Tell a tale or two I've never heard but the
of my time The two thangs that I love is my bread and my dyme They be like, "Flip, man, you got a lazy flow" That's when I say, "Oh, well, I make crazy
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming After working all year down at 'Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing' So one night when my family and I were gathered
glock, glock Nuthin' but them killas, straight up thuggas Rippin' bucks up bloody clothes Gaugin' bloody watch this nickle trippin' shot and fuck 'em down Buckin' them coppas down Round after round after
fed pit bull shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too rich I just get sued [Redman] Yo I leave with no engine After I blow four in
My name is Fantasia, did you just say introduce yourself? Yeah Well, I don't need no introduction I am his woman and I am Jennifer Hudson If this was ten
you can have What you want, be what you want Have what you want, be what you want After realizin? to master enterprisin? I ain't have ta be in school by ten
I was like ten Crept up in the neighbor's yard, yeah, bein' hard headed You told me I would get it, you said it And boy did I get it but after you spanked
ain't mad at cha) [Verse Three: 2Pac] Well guess who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now Bitches be callin to get it, hookers keep fallin down He went from nuttin to lots, ten
fucked my boy, I don't give a fuck {After years of endless attempts, ICP received almost no radio play Finally the two dim witted idiots Decided to stay
supposed to say the same word twice. This track consists of two shiritori matches: the first one features maki-chan and the two kids from ugo-ugo lhuga
the world Like a pack of hounds of two Wanting more and more love and how much is too much? Did you ever think we'd love so hard? Fighting hard and hurting worse Oh
you ain't really need her Cats that get it betta stand on they pivot Life is rigid from the business and pleasure, when you miss it Oh well forget it
