: (feat. Krayzie Bone) Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it
: Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till I die Y'all, Y'all
: You and me have a passion Escaping the days that go by Just our desire Patronise a secret painted salon Let us talk about the live Where the skins
: Lyrics & Music: Rob Bolland, Ferdi Bolland; Published by Bolland Music (Untouchable!) She's not another pretty face in a magazine (Untouchable!) The
: Untouchable like a distant diamond sky I'm reaching out and i just cant tell you why I'm caught up in you I'm caught up in you untouchable burning
This time taking it away I've got a problem With me getting in the way my final sign So I take my face and bash it into a mirror I won't have to see the
Untouchable like a distant diamond sky I'm reaching out and I just can't tell you why I'm caught up in you, I'm caught up in you Untouchable, burning
Verse 1: I got this coffee pot of white soap Stuck my hanger down the center When I entered I spent it cause it was like dope But on the real-a he was
Better get it while the gettin' is good Get it while you can, man And stop hatin' me, fuckin' with my shit 'cuz I got more hustle than you Get yours,
[ VERSE 1 ] Deep in the mind that wide opens Right here we stand alive, we live focused We open-minded, still we die hopeless With our pride broken
(scarface whispering): I don't really remember feeling like this Got this love formin' in my life?from this dame And indeed took the form of life?it'
It's the return of the real nigga wit real shit And when the smoke dies down it's still a nigga left to deal wit This motherfucker standin' one deep solo
I lost my tongue When I saw your new friends Please take me home To the place it will end I felt too sick Had to smile, had to smile Please take me home
It's been a long time comin' but now I'm back up in this bitch To hit these niggas with this gangsta shit I keep the strong rhymes runnin' My shit don
Verse 1: He wanted drama so I brought him pain Wadadadang Listen to my nine millimeter go bang Out goes your brains; feel the motherfuckin terror And
Money makes the world go round Money makes me do all things I do Hang with my homies smoke weed drink brew Ride down Belford one deep and [unverified]
Its on and once again I come to you wit rough shit Game to bust shit when mutha fuckers wanna fuck wit The mastermind will bring it once I seen it in
One up for the hustlers and two times for the mathematics Long as I can grind, I'm scratchin' Stackin', 'cause money's got a funny way of findin' Your