Muthafuckas play for keeps, violens and diamonds on my grand piano Turn the channel, lemme see that, gimme that back Muthafucka fool what's your problem? (what's
R A C K Crack for the money you know how we play We flip that C R A C K Crack for the money you know how we play We flip that C R A C K Crack, it got
sportin' them allstars can't stop driving them gangster cars new cars just don't appeal to me It's 2004 and I'm a still a "G" Cops don't want brothers
It's at your own It's at your own It's at your own It's at your own risk, sucker Yo, whassup? Yo, what's happenin?, what's happenin?? E-Swift, you cuttin
and every track have a physical merger When I stab it in the chest I'm a bit of a curver So it bleeds to death, like the middle of a unfinished burger
n piiloon samotaan, tie kirveen terään käy. On taistelu koht' voitettu, jo aamu sarastaa, pian soturimme ratsastaa kohti Tuonelaa. Kohti
Finnish, was forced to disgrace." (their destiny) Thus wrongfully was assumed the honour from a warrior, from a man of rightfulness, a defender
with ourselves What is it worth when this barren metropolis prevail Scale the walls of hell, trail of a octopus I seen it all through the eyes of a
the day?, I said, ?You straight? Yes, I'm on my way with my shit That's what I did broke off head ?Show me what's up??, that's what I said Hot curds
a-ling a-ling Guaranteed to rock and make the microphone sing I combine funk with a make-a-monk piano I'm nuts, I'm crazy, I lost it, and man a Different
(K. Green) Oh, it's raining, it's pouring the old man is snoring I'm inspired by the rain It's raining, it's pouring the mirror man is snoring I'm inspired
.k. let's get ready Let's dub, let's overdub a little a little finger p- No, no, no Clem no! By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger
out to A.K.A. known as Roadie Killer New York City Yo, shouts out to my main manager man Al Wolmark known as A.K.A. you're a bad motherfucker C.E.C.
Yeah.. You know, 1990 begins a new decade And since I got paid and blew up like a live grenade It's been a three, four year stretch And I'd just like
the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jazz [Announcer
slump Which make a nigga have a gangsta lean Talk about the gangsta lean You make a nigga have a gangsta lean Talk about the gangsta lean Make a nigga
hoe Ladies and gentlemen, Fizzle, oh, yeah You have now been entertained And you are now a part of the Pimpalation You undersmell? Uh There's a whole
It's hard to do but I pull it through Cause I'm Lyte the MC, that's what I do The body snatcher, yo I gots to catch a MC head up, bring on a batch of
