S) We spit non-typical flows like this (F L O B O T S) Mile High City and it goes like this Like this, like this 3, 2, 1, 4, 5, 6 No tellin? where the
Dancin' on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I adore Step on stage and scream for more All I see, Pussy Galore Snap my fingers, make you mine If not
a thousand miles on my body [Rick Ross Talking] Born to win Look around From the projects to the penthouse Our vision never changed, we self made Count that up [Verse 3
car Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah) And everywhere I drive I'm a star, little kids all on the corner scream, 'That's my
hoe! [Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez] Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck Dope House click came to wreck [Verse 3: SPM] Money and the
I walk 47 miles of barbed wire Use a cobra-snake for a necktie Got a brand new house by the roadside Made outta rattlesnake hide Got a brand new chimney
f-cked up dreams Wake up in cold sweats, can't sleep, Hit the kitchen for some Moet I get drunk, but I ain't never smoke no wet Been on tour 3 months
x3) Baby, I'm the villain, Baby, I'm the villain...of your love Oh now you get the picture Oh oh now you wanna fix her Oh now your screaming let's go
you know what I mean? (Take a ride baby) Have you ever made love Going 80 miles per hour :HOOK: So much sun is seems like The faster we go, the more you scream
and Sara) Now the deep water horizon Desends down to deaths door And at the bird's foot, They lost all hope, Cause oil is driftin, For miles and miles
By jay z / freeway Yeah renegades is back and the beat is sick, Jay z, freeway, 8 miles, Let's go... Verse 1 8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin
leave but hesitate You know you gotta leave the fuckin' state All cause a girl turned your ass down You know you've gotta leave the fuckin' town Then about a mile
disciple, ha Peace Out, A-Town fiend Boyz N Da Hood, you don?t like it, hell, scream again Big Gee, Big Gee, Zone 3, Zone 3 Straight up out da gutta
noise, where ya stand nigga is where I leave ya Believe in me and my click, hit ya block erasin' Leave ya thoughts wastin', I run a hundred miles paper
doesn't wanna die right, they don't wanna die right no nobody wanna die but somebody's gotta die tonight [Verse 3 - Coolio] I saw them coming from a mile
phone, bursts into tears Calls her sister up and cries "Get over here" Sister tells her boyfriend be back in awhile Boyfriend wants a beer, the store is just a mile
1, 2, 3 Every scream went bleeding through these paper walls And all the make up in the world couldn't hide the scars I leave today I'm packing light
fences, parkign lots Tjhey're blaring sirens, firing shots I crawl through woods, through poison oak The rendezvous point's up in smoke 3 more miles