: One, tro, three, let's go! Rit.(x4) Hip hop hip-hip hop! Quando giro in citta c'e chi mi chiede curioso "ehi Fibra come hai fatto a diventare famoso
pillow cinda feel like my c-men I fysical pressence of a female the form of a demon that's why i fuck em and leave em get my note while im leaving And
: [Note: Marquis does all the verses; Mr. Mixx does the chorus "I'm gonna cum!"] [Verse 1:] Let me skeet, don't hesitate It ain't good to masturbate
low, just creepin Niggas be frontin like they bubbling coke But they really struggling with a high car note, ha ... (YEAH) [50 Cent] Might see me in the Jeep Rollin' 'round 4
office you know dey gon flip Like anna mae hand me my rifle start da go da shit, But bill o'riely call me uh pinhead 4 sayin dat shit, Well him n oprah
's what the heart is for Yeah breakings's what the heart is for And not a soul sleeps Another heart skips a beat It's every note that you wrote and I
strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong [Notorious B.I.G.] Relax and take notes, while
Bone:] When we was in the streets (?), now we pullin' up in big Escalades. [Wish Bone:] All paid 4, money on the wood so its no car note. [Layzie Bone
wanna try to bring out tha devil in me But tha evils ain't betta than me, weed keeps me at ease Take notes cause here it comes Tha murda mo comin' to
When I really wanna stay When I really wanna stay When I wanna stay (x4) The arc of time, the stench of sex The innocence you can't protect Each quarter note
some time You won't remember their names Some you will, some you won't Their the one hit wonder remedies Who cannot sing a note Bridge Chorus 2x Yeah yeah 4
and the fans need more I hit the fork in the road and took a detour Fire Marshall shuttin' shows down Cause I blow up spots like a Dalmatian strapped up with C4
one I'm on a roll like a Philly Cheese Steak, ha Ease off the flow, it's too dope Every single quote is going right at your throat Every single musical note
computer Cubase, Cakewalk and Pro Tools users Filtered effects and overused Auto-Tuners (If you can't hit the note), then hit a switch Artists can't get
di Sesse su camionette scotta come moka tu parli solo perche hai la bocca ti manca la gnocca ora mi manda messaggi dal Nokia Notte di note di rap sui
i denti parlo la lingua dei perdenti e la via d'uscita, dodici tasti fra la porto sul palmo come la linea della vita si, non so le note ma mi portano
on the page. I had the brightest color red that you've ever seen Everytime you color I hope that you think of me Will you carve a note deep inside my
Blunted Chicks hunt him Neighborhood know he comin' Jakes hate him Snakes could not violate him Pimps memorize his lines-verbatim He reps N.Y. yo Gives C-notes
