or never more The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart The dust in my head, the dust in my head The wind in my heart, the wind in my heart Come to
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shirts all bloody, looks like She caught you with a bad one for messin' with da mad one Told you 'bout this girl before, you didn't listen to me, as I talk
me ride out with this for a minute, you knawmean? I want to talk to a couple of people man Victory smells so good from here man! Dyko! We talked about
too real for me to comment on Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth so when you talk bout "you know who" I don't know who you talkin'
summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's a time to change, hey Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and she talks
summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and she talks
ten Got these beanies on my lap and they all want the length I?m a ghetto superstar, come straight from the ends And I walk it like I talk it, brother
with time, me and nickel f-cking sh-t up on the grounds Tellin' us to pipe down, it's like talking to a meth head (get it? pipe? meth head? oh hilarity
weather Weekend, we can work it out When the wind blows When the mothers talk When the wind blows When the wind blows When the mothers talk When the wind
weather Weekend, we can work it out When the wind blows, when the mothers talk When the wind blows When the wind blows, when the mothers talk When the wind
niggas out there frontlin'n I hit the street and seem them boys out there locking up some older heads said "God damn homie hold your head" and hold your head
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life We be reading Marx where I'm from The kids be rockin' Clarks, where I'm from You turn around your cap, you talk over
then you testin' My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits So trust me, I'm as live as it gets Everybody claimin' they the best and head
[talking:] What's up lil' mama, they call me Z-Ro the Crooked King of Da Ghetto, know I'm saying You wanna be the queen, let me holla at ya [Z-Ro:] You
on Lorenz 24's in the wind My daily routine is pimpin pens I'm Mike Jones -who- Mike Jones -who- Mike Jones Swisher House and Body Head baby [Hook] [Bun B] Listen
lacerate Don't you know the shit could get real when you wind up smoked? [Killah Priest] I spit volcanoes Twist heads, spit lead, then boast like the
Okay listen up gentlemen Veterans vitamins specimen letterman Tell a friend pedalin' Amphetamine medicine medalin Hematology skeleton trojan velatin Reverend
