did it Niggas is throwin' blows now you ready to rumble? Thirsty niggas an animal, the hood is a jungle Broke nigga will body someone over a bundle Man a three year old
the club G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bud I dont need security, this old nickel enough I came
two children play The way the always do As they raced home from the mailbox A mother and her son Against a little girl of 6 years old The independent
: [7:14] Once a year the white robes go on a quest In search of a virgin, a child of innocence Born of Apollon divine is the heritage Chosen by foe
All pain and the fame a society, actuality, it's a formality How can I say: "You ain't shit to me" Without you takin' it personally (Sen Dog) Ten, proper years
way Khaled go in on 'em Show 'em we gonna win homey Get off in their skin homey I've been getting in the streets over 10 years So you think a nigga pussy
I come flyin through the door And kindly ignore the paparazzi outside and tryin to record, Why has every woman never dined her before? Am I the only 23 year old
didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold
rules for part of the year then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this year No one's tryin
gum, shooked her ass I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus The faggot Nore son, now year later Lady 7th floor, building 7-80 Fancy fox, booties
ninja's posess a superior skills of ninjitsu, mu'afucka') It is a branch os a Japanese samurai, a very old organization Its origins are hundreds of years old
s momma Off at her house deep into the crazy part of the 'jects where the funk and the drama start Seen these marks who had beef about a year ago Straight
some loaded dice 7 come 11 but I could not stay I kissed her eyes on the sheets I took a bus to yesterday Their flesh is a cemetery, centuries old . . .
mother and two children play The way the always do As they raced home from the mailbox A mother and her son Against a little girl of 6 years old The independant
and all the shit you talk Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill em doc You're too old to kid...too soft to rock Already did what most love to shout 7 years
: [La Rocque/Diamond] 1932, North of Baton Rouge Louisiana nights are darker than before Along the Mississippi, that is where it is The old colonial
Lyrics by King Diamond] 1932, North of Baton Rouge Louisiana nights are darker than before Along the Mississippi, that is where it is The old colonial
