or from ... Rock city .. we're gonna drop ... We won't stop until we don't get it done ..it is so .. to stop in a stop us I am the heart of a lion So
African or from ? Rock city .. we're gonna drop ? We won't stop until we don't get it done ..it is so .. to stop in a stop us I am the heart of a lion
Dat Pow Jewelry and ambush rings we just made a deposit (money) to all your shopaholics if you wanna ball (ball) step thru them double doors inside my closet is a
wrong in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a brick wall The heart of a lion and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than
we be at [Talib Kweli] Brooklyn New York City where they paint murals of Biggie In cash we trust cause it's ghetto fabulous, life look pretty what a
riiiide) East side, nigga (this is how we) Yeah, my nigga Juan, Street Lord Mafia Big Herk, good lookin out nigga Rock Bottom, whattup T-Dot? It's Rock City
can't MC If a DJ think he man den he better prepare for war BDP crew get up in that ass like a piece of toilet tissue General Lion I chase them all
even though you may lack direction, I've got a good heart, but bad intentions, Pressure don't need a map for reference I'm a man of legends, I'll last
/ I got the pedal to the metal in a monster truck / A full tank and a constant rush. Bliss: I just jump to the front like a track at Daytona / With a
to a grave in the middle Of the city isolation is a riddle To be surrounded by a million other people But to feel alone like a tree in a desert Dried
every rapper that you simmed Is pimped like a whore You see your talk is eighteen Three quarters past four When your doctor slaps my ass Hear the lion
walk, pose, harmin the heart of the lion's throat for a photographic children of my primordial growth, you parade around a kill so damn proud like a
I pilot a lion heart My polar half?s negotiate it (right) Shook upon the difference between tumble weed and sacred, Read a hostel gospel attributed to
we be at Brooklyn, New York City where they paint murals of Biggie In cash, we trust 'cause it's ghetto fabulous, life look pretty What a pity, blunts
lightens I'm strong, cast iron heart of the lion A mighty foundation to a tower of power With the energy needed to turn the seed into a flower Fortified
