to bust the ground. Took three or four more just to lower him down, And we covered him up and we figured that was all For Paul
's policies require massive unemployment Which makes her order to 'support our boys' nothing but a fucking insult. When they were eight thousand miles away
evidence Imagine being fined over a rhyme for steppin' over the line? When I inspired Hova and Nas Recite 33 3's 33 times For 24 hours, 21 thousand Nautical miles
'm away so much, yeah, yeah All the sons, daughters, penitentiary niggas, yeah feel me Uh, sorry I'm away so much, yeah (Xzibit) My son was born about four
was Dennis Rodman Fuck it [x4] It must be the bandana I wear saying black owned Here them whispering everyday but they can yap, yap on Saw it comin' a mile away and it figures
m away so much, yeah, yeah All the sons, daughters, penitentiary niggas, yeah feel me Uh, sorry I'm away so much, yeah (Xzibit) My son was born about four
Mama Zulu, try and pass the Nile Take your breath away it's like you're catchin' asthma now In this verbal marathon, you couldn't last a mile because
Thatcher's policies require massive unemployment Which makes her order to 'support our boys' nothing but a fucking insult. When they were eight thousand miles away
album 2004 video camera digital, that sucks.. humans in Experiment on - Do you know the the fundamentals of a phone How many motherfuckin miles away,
bitten by the king cobras And boa constrictors which convict ya Nothing but hoes in liquor stores Cops who handcuff us in the figure four I try to endure
schedule You freaky I could probably give your weave it's next pull (woo!) And I got plenty of sky miles (sky miles) The four is goin to come after the
look on further down the line Into the sun Too close at heaven Love is fine But you can't hold it like a... Two worlds apart, two together Ends with that goodnight kiss away
'm away so much, yeah, yeah All the sons, daughters, penitentary niggas, yeah, feel me Uh, sorry I'm away so much, yeah (Xzibit) My son was born about four