: (feat. Brother Ali) [Intro - Classified - talking] Hey, let me spit something Just give me that flute beat Yeah, give me that one Uh, yeah [Verse
: Come on. Yes. Es is' ONE, Junge! Back. Komm gib ihm...! YES. [Kool Savas] Das ist Banana 2 im Army Style, bei dieser Art von Song kommen Leute wie
have I been mislead Think I found a meaning and its suffer ali, until it can't be told, tell me is there any point, to sing this song at all (Chorus
den Beat hier flieg So nah bei euch, als stunden wir vis-a-vis, ihr seid wie verliebt Ich treff harter als Vitali, schie? schneller als G Ali, kling fetter
kareeb na hona bekhabarr Warna kalam karrde ka je sultan tera sarr Tu mujhse darr Na larna warna kaat doon ka teri jarr Kacha jobake tujhe phaink do ka Waqas ali
: (feat. St. Lunatics) (HO!) (HEY!) [Chorus] See the band played on (Getcha, getcha, getcha, I better getcha) And they was singin my song (Getcha
jersey on backwards wit ol' school Tim's and Kyjuan got on so many colors just like a pimp Nelly chain so long got him walk'n wit a limp Ali is throw
man I'm getting brains in the Range With the brains blown out With TV's, the wood grain and Them thangs rolled out Repaet chorus twice (Ali:) It's
on Actually I get hummed on Hoes tongues be on my dong dong ??? long, head at night, head in the morn Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin songs
look at my physique, French on my feet, cost about fifty, I don't swing from a pole, Missy swing from a tree, I'm Ahamed Ali, cause I can sting like
without trying Believe me pain's a small thing to a giant I was born without a dime Out tha gutta I climbed Spoke my mind And didnt stutter one time Ali
: Well, One Time You Lived With Me ? Till She Was Mine, (YEA!) Just Put It OOON!!! (YEA, WELL) Ali: ? Beautiful Wife ? Beautiful Thighs Always Blubbering
Fire Marshall wanna shut us down Get us out so someone can gun us down We was two songs away from getting some cutta Now we one song away from tearing
you'll see where I should go On the charts of rhyme arts & thoughts in rap form Damnit, I expanded the platform Damnit, this Cat's on a rap song Yeah,
a promise, not a threat I'll back it up Pockets gettin' like the old Star Jones, Fat as fuck Got my swagga up Come at me the wrong way Like what the song
squeeze another anthem Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas My music Sicily, rich California smell An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well I sing a song
Everybody's got their problems Everybody says the same thing to you It's just a matter how you solve them And knowing how to change the things you've