Pushing on cant dwell on my misfortunes gotta stay in the game cant let you bring me down cus im taking it back wont let you pull me in im moving
RECOGNITION for a fallen one we loved SO BROKEN no longer here with us IM PUSHING ON won't ever forget I KNOW YOU'RE GONE but im holding you
WE DONT CARE! we dont give a fuck what you think of us we'll still be here i still believe in what brought us here together we'll stand we'll stand
Breathe, in the mist of the pressure you must rise cant fall back on your pride devotion is the key its all that you need well its time time
grass, and I'm the lawn mower Of course I put 'em out like trash 'cause I'm a lyncher Attackin' punk rappers like a Doberman Pincher They all be like
you got to have ends Freshman year I had that CBR Hurricane In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin' Heroine I shoot a nigga in a heartbeat I ain't no
m a boss, niggas can tell The east coast crib, the size of a small hotel The shit journalist write about me, get me confused Have me feelin' like the heavy weight champ
can see she was a freak I suppose She in the telly she use all three holes Man you know me I just go with the flow Just a touch, a blow, a lil' bit [
Medallion(Dam) Real Bomb Bitch Wita Ass Lika Stallion (Whoo) Its A Dream Its A Dream Its All A Dream (Yeeea) I Get Some Coke Get Some Pistols N Build
a holiday i dont work today naw pardon me as i celebrate (oOo oOo) its time to celebrate serving up beat box on a hot plate like that yall we on a festive
rockin' like this And ain't nobody drop their styles like this I'ma give it to you like that and like this And my momma always told me 'My baby's a genius
champ is here (Yeah like that), the champ is here All you other motherfuckers, sit the fuck down (Let's go !) You see, we don't give a fuck (We don't
ball like Michael, Get wasted like plastic that isn't recycled. Oh shit, I'm too fly, Rhyming it nice, So drunk I could get a DUI on a bike. Mix up the
: Now, I'm a U.S. Male 'cause I was born In a Mississippi town on a Sunday morn Now Mississippi just happens to occupy a place In the southeastern portion
m at your home ready to spray you while you nappin' Only have Everything on and around your matrass looking like a world in front of a Matrimony - you
a fed up post office worker A murker with a mossberg, I'm pissed off, get murdered Like someone took a ketchup squirter, squirted a frankfurter For a
your chest nigga, use a vest Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth [Chorus] [DMX] Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like
Come through like Sting all black with a bat Then I drop you like Goldberg right on your back You know styling and profiling like Ric Flair dressed me Sort of like