- we are one! We are one! We can never look back We must never be enslaved again Reach for the light, children of the sun And open your eyes, we must
Tercüme: Rob Rock. Biz Are One.
whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase Now trick
that it's goin' down You may find yourself going underground When they see that this life is upon us We would see that there's no one that we can trust
y'all out of jail An' y'all are all players, remember back in the day We used to rob jewelery stores together To the producers Afrika Islam, the one and only DJ Aladdin (Aladdin, Aladdin) SLJ rock
got all my fuckin' jewelry Local niggas, got me fucked up Bone Thugs bitch Runnin' and we thuggin' it up Look at a creepin' on ah come up Ooh, we don
'er body scream'n slow down but where the hell is slow of course We be them up-close, live, and in person Might look like the type that be rob'n them
Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill Dirty, R&B, add da whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold Yo, we 'bout to start a epidemic wit
' down B-R There lived a jealous kid that was mislead By anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead (He said) Me and you are gonna push this rock Once we kill Rob we
it up See the money ain't a thang So, so def, roc-a-fella, collabo' You know, all we do is rock, rock on Rock, rock on, rock, rock on
one Yes, you are, yes, you are, oh, yeah I'm the real one, yeah, the real one Said the real one, real one, real one
I'm more then metal, Ready to bring it to em strong. Drive straight n long, Make sure my name lives on. And lasts long, Number one with every song. Rock
the cock I got rocks on my neck the size of bottle tops And got Glocks intellectual rob behind cops On broke days we used to put water in our cereal Now we
around the room Fellas feeling good 'cause the gates is boom Zoom to the doom of a sugarplum toon Me, Busta, and Brown is gonna rock the mic soon With a huh! Here we
we gon' see who goin, I ain't goin nowhere motherfucker We gon' see, e'rybody who against me, nigga I'm mad (BITCH) Haha, yeah, there's only one problem
Gettin' it by the grip thats the way we roll it, You better move it when we're steppin' through. [mad child] I'm the first and conversed and person street stalker. Off my rocker
your town, tear it up Once y'all get down, y'all staying down, pressing love Yo, we shocked we made it, Mad Child rocks the greatest When I'm intoxicated, got locked, we
fly crook push ki's and go to school Ive never met a nigga like me I do what I do [Mad Child] We dont need no badges We dont need ya address We know
