I got what you want, I got what you need Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street I got what you want, I got what you need Rep chicks on the strip
Stupid...can't fuck with this (I know) Bring your whole team kid. Yea dunn [Verse 1- Havoc] Yo, I love my niggas for that We strike back, handle business
Nigga you heartless, you ain't heartless You don't want no part in this, you ain't got it in ya I'm born to be a sinner As I move through these evil New
wins and your losses They go one for Scott La Rock, two for Pac and B.I.G. And three for all the mothers who got graves to dig For all the mothers who
Intro: [Raekwon] One for you, one for me Two for you, one-two for me Three for you... [Ghostface] What? I'll smack fuck out ya Smack fire out your fuckin
, you always run away I never finish phrases I misspell An open arm's a prison cell When I said, "I hate what I've become" I lied, I hated who I was
interfere here and I'm comin' back silly Now I feel the vibes of the choco in the Philly You know you can't fuck because we rippin' it, Smitty I know you
my wife. I chained chances together while hippies do acid rain dances right in front of me. I want my hair cut, I want my pants back, I want a
get that money(get that money) you just want the life, milk and honey(you just want the life) but you just gotta hold your head cuz in time you're gonna
yours for you to keep Wishful: I guess I never was And I will breathe in, take in it deep Cross your heart, it's yours for you to keep Wishful: I guess
I knew you'd be like that You was s'posed to have my back Now we both don't know how to act Once I leave the door at my baby back I waited for the day
as my heart lies bleeding I feel for you I don't need Apologies Forgive ne, for what I've done to you I need you back I hope you drown in sorrow And
you insist on acting like you kicking some game And then you go and wonder why we call you lame You never used to listen to your folks in the past You
cicadas are omnipotent sound. The kampong is dark and still. I am not what I thought I was. I am not what I seem. Most of all, I am not what I am. I
interviewed Shaking uncontrollably. "How you doing?" "Not bad...how about you?" Brought it right back to me like "What've you been up to?" I don't talk
s up? chill [maestro] word. I remember back in the days, you know. I be thinking, you Go in the studio, you drop a record, you know what i"m saying
sealed with a clearcode. I'm at loss for words, but i know a lot of words for loss got a whole lot of excuses to curse and stalk fuck you very much and
sealed with a clear coat i'm at a loss for words, but i know a lot of words for loss i got a whole lotta excuses to curse and stomp fuck you very much