nigga you can't win I'm laughin' 'cause you a has been You'll never get ya' groove back So don't even bother askin', Angela Bassett You'll just get ya
that people get lost in The type of dark you fear when you're dead in your coffin I hear you talkin' but I ignore it Cause you garbage and your rhymes
back of you tried to attack you So I'ma twist 'em up like a pret-zel then I'ma tag you I'm on some stone cold shit, warn your whole click Cartilage get
want to do it alone I told him I was busy writing poems but I'll think about going The process was slow, and the dough was low but I took it as the perfect
that you love me, I'll say I love you too [Canibus] Yo yo, I love my life; I love my wife I love my daughter; and I love my mic If you love me, I love
the mirage of night I'll attack you twice Prepare to rig a sacrifice with my ritual rights Reinforce my habitual likes 'n dislikes Then diss you on the
, I'll blow you in half The first time'll be your last, 'cuz I'ma blow you in half If you the first nigga that laugh, I'll blow you in half The first
In My Direction I'll Leave Your Teeth Lyin In The Intersection I Can Only Warn You One Time The Next I Think You Gotta Learn This Lesson Nothing In This
up 'cause I don't give a fuck I'll make you sing with Tony Braxton I tear the shreds out of jams like stadiums when they's packed in Back up boy, you
and let you know that it's wrong we compareto bich niggas like pros and cons like gold and bronze we could bond or get it on i'd rather spit some images
but right now you're on your own I wish I was a writer who sees what's yet unseen I wish i was a prayer expressing what I mean I wish I was a forest
Lyric Lexus, Vipers, eatin' up the flo' Straight-out swordfish wit the TVO Liedertexte Since I been gone I know you miss my touch Well I'm back, wit the
your album grimey, you go and get The LOX You pay em top dollar, they don't like you, pops Sheek wanna fight you, Styles wanna pop you Jada just don't
this? ) Verse 2 Baby tell me the truth What you want just ask and I'll do To keep it real I'm feeling you to My body's all over you I don't want this
Keep your album grimey, you go and get The LOX You pay em top dollar, they don't like you, pops Sheek wanna fight you, Styles wanna pop you Jada just
get my dick in them I was... whose I remember you, but now that I'm every kind of wipe I'll be hitting them Back to the beat sex, I'm a beat that, to
Kimmie, Kimmie Can't you see Sometimes ya style just hypnotize me (And I just love your sexy ways I guess that's why they broke And you're so paid) [x
I don't want it, that's why I'm rarely seen in public If I were you I wouldn't waste time readin' rubbish I don't care what you say nigga, you're a nigga