words to say Worlds apart, you and I, we're worlds apart I've been in some clubs where the music's loud 'cos I see your face in every crowd But it's
track Transmissions, close like spores react past these visions And hurrying more reflects on the dance floor Blowing up and having mad people showing up Packing crowds jam
[unverified] Together we'll grow forever watch my ak rig go Because my ak rig goes boom boom My ak rig goes boom Yeah, rhymin' the jam and uh we got
You been down since day one and no matter where I go People wanna see you next to me They say what's up with D I used to jam all across the land, the
a crowd, keep two in the peep coat When I in, I do it again like TiVo Doctor, bill it, blocks gonna feel it Def Jam, feel it, street team, deal it I
us You don't [Verse 2:] [Method Man] I get scanned, rip sand With this stick style Pistol, lick ground Get off my dick now Kick crowd, hot style You-
talk that sellout shit I just want to jam 4 you I just want to jam 4 you, everybody get up I just want to jam 4 you I just want to jam 4 you, get on
keep a night stick In case any stick up care, where heat might miss I chicken fry rice bitch in a white trench Bustin' off two macks, I'm like I'm hit Yo, I'm just playin', I clear the crowd
don't want to fuck with us, you don't I get scanned, rip sand With this stick style Pistol, lick ground Get off my dick now Kick crowd, hot style You
' When you talk about the system, all you say is, "Rockin'" Others hear the name, they scream out loud 'Cause they are known to move the crowd When you
your day, said the neighborhood gypsy Kept on jumpin to the other side of town The place where I want to go to get down Jam-packed and one green light
me I was pullin' 211's when KDAY was the Beat 1984 Lo Cali Sports Arena and off of jams I'm jackin' fools for Filas When Run DMC and Jam Master first
It just comes naturally, Lord, the girl can't help it Well, up on main street by the taxi stand There's a crowd of people and a traffic jam She don'
'ma get the airplay While the fans say, "Yeah, Dre? And I'm on the lyrical tip For you to whip the Giant That'll be a miracle whip So everybody crowd
liquids The slick kids is down, the flyers passed around We try to dig the group or recognize the loop The strobe light is out in the crowd, dig my
a lobster" Qualified to wreck your mind, I get busy one time Like fish on a dish, you get served with the rhyme Kick the jam in the crowd if you need
I'm kickin' the gift Yo, like a double edge razor, the boy is nice When he cuts, give him room or you might get sliced He's too cold to hold, too hot to be stopped This jam
wing Hitman's bullet, leave you barely breathin and barely seein A critically blaze, biblical plague in amaze Riddle the box, smmothered in cops Sky hugger, Space Jam