a pound Come on.. [Chorus 2] [Kurupt] Let me tell em, the headless Horsemen nigga... I'm back, give me a fired up Mac Seventeen different sachels of
a head shredder That's better Baby baby baby I'm a hitman - hitman - hitman Aargh Yeah - trouble in the east, troubled in the west Struggle with the beast - what a thief, what a
Now will it matter after I'm gone? Because you never learn a goddamned thing. You're just a sad song with nothing to say About a life long wait for a
at the same speed, of the muder rate Lord, never perpetrate a fraud, til my nigga Carlton Fisk see the boss, truly yours, Mr. Meth [Street Life] Life's a
took my hand And led me to the land Where a man could forget about all his problems at hand The scent of a woman She wearing shenell, hypnotized by the smell A
: (Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson, arranged by Sting) All day we tacked and tacked between the South Head and the North; All day we hauled the frozen
the hat Cats wanna be around her shine She wants to party, have a good time She feels kind of hot me feelin' feelin' fine Diggin' all her life just to get a
life has gone Rose tint my world keep me Safe from my trouble and pain We're a wild and untamed thing We're a bee with a deadly sting You get a hit and
: [Xzibit] Ain't a damn thing promised to ya Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I'm just bein honest to ya It take a whole lot, just to get a
cut, with a degree in metaphysics A doctor, with a lot of patients/patience And perseverance -- flows like an ocean liner that sails/sales like a clearance
in motion My soul bleeds on the paper, heart screams with emotion This my daily devotion, that verses stay deeper than the ocean So hip-hop you owe me a promotion Yeah, I do a
I'm doing it all for me after a long day's work, this is therapy and I'll be the first to tell you, man the hate sting I caught a beehive of it, but I
that dope got em' crazy Yeah you sold dope all ya' life Got pop, flip the script, started ratting thats trife [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I can ganks and make a
shit [Verse 4:] The audity prodigy, The cosmos commodity, knowledge guides equality A whiff while I myth and a sniff off a E&J fifth and a spliff, the
them see I'm going through a black, hey, Capricorn day And though it doesn't seem so I've got to get this way I'm going through a black, hey, Capricorn day
victory? you thought you had a hold on me but you were wrong, I?ve been set free Oh, jesus hung on a rugged cross, he gave His life for a world once
a celestial cross And the sky's in sync and aligned with itself So forget life as you know it If you wanna view life through the eyes of a poet Peer