[Verse 1] We all went home To search ourselves There's no one left To feed us now We all want more Then what we have Just pick me up And let me down [
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[Verse 1] We all went home To search ourselves There's no one left To feed us now We all want more Then what we have Just pick me up And let me down
there puff M. Jane Inhale, exhale back on the plane Headed to the city that's sunny all year 'round That's right Miami, it's like a little planet Full
tensed up I tag the cheque, like I got nothing to lose (That's right) I test myself, just shut up and proof That C-Y-P-R-E-S-S Got you funky, while I
like a ass I cook pork slash beef wit my P slash And when I cap a nigga ass, they gone be sleep slash deceased In deni slash ial slash slash title Slash
team and tried it ourself Cussed out the GM, almost got put on the shelf Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant classic in the South Reclaimed the southern title, shut everybody's
.I.P. Lil' Fred, put cha name on the wall, yeah [Chorus] [Breakdown] She's so fly, She's so fine and you know I'm gonna make her mine [Girl] He's so
but this title The rhyme is mine, fine and so vital It's time for me to rock, my recital Gonna tell you about a groove, that's coming From the heart
programme was immortalised in this pizzicato album, especially this track, shiritori shimasho. (editor's note: although theoretically for kids, the show's title
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
It's like, as I approach the two three hearts death's in the blow Still one sixteenth of a gram is critical when it enters, so It's the classic underground
be workin' it Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work It, work it. work it, ice, yea! c'mon and work it baby Work it, work it, work
can`t touch me or that S.P Like the birdman why? Cause I fly in any weather
house Nigga is? a house nigga is a nigga who work in the house. who cleans The master's ass, who cleans behind the master, who wash the master's Ass.
glock Bought downtown When I hit your spot I'm tearin it down Chopper City be coming playing with over a hundred rounds SK's, AK's, 10 and 4's, G's and Mac's
a P.E. logo I watch for the po-po (woop woop) and train at the dojo Not a gun Deniro but a working class hero Takin a stand, like a panther with an M
ripper could swing I'ma rappers nightmare, I crush my opponents There's only one title I own it Emcee's flip-flop, I bust out the workshop They try to eve's drop, goin' to make rock Aerodynamically, it's
