kill like 7 masters Tearin up the skills with total disaster I'm after punk-ass niggaz with laughter Puttin stains in their raps, here, now and after
You know I'm ready to blow, but not quite yet You know I'm ready to fold, can't count my cards yet You know I'm ready to forget all we've been through
, throw on cologne All of a sudden, her sugarwalls tumble down like Jericho She's hotter than Meshach, Shadrach and Abendego You listen to After 7, break fool after
a cold lake, and make no mistake: I was not ready All edgy and out of shape, made the company look messy (Sorry, well sorry) Honestly take it or leave
feet! back into the ocean would go a hurt, but not defeated, humungus giant clam. Ready to strike again when opportunity was better. You know not even
ready," you know, and like, I slap my face when I'm saying, "I'm ready," because it's like uh, in the house I'm saying, "I'm ready," you know? And . . .
sure I'd climb the highest hill Cross the widest sea Nothing could discourage me And I pray that you will be Always there for me Forever more Ready or not
plus shippin' an' handlin' Major credit card holders accepted but I'm a minority Septic tank on ABC Turner broadcasting niggas done already took over this bitch System just still runnin' to be or not
said its time to go. Girl said she was hungry so I tried not to be evil. I said you got a choice, Louie's burgers or Golden Eagle. She started biffing
message after the tone (tone, tone, tone, tone, tone, tone) But I hope that it's 'bout money mayne I don't wanna hear no other thang Or you can go ahead
And supposed if... just supposed if he violated her or something. You know what I mean, violated? [Martin Harrison] l know what you mean. [Amos Hart] Or
gentlemen There are 7 acknowledged wonders of the world you are about to witness the 8th...) [ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ] Okay, I may not be a historical feature Or
is up in the ring 1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, spitter 7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the body and 2 to the chin 1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, spitter 7, 8, 9, 10, ding,
Stretch Arm I been shine, you been warned and been torn Get smacked for the B.S. you been on Storm bad weather or not you stay scorned For ten years
like benson Or hedges, I'm fuming autographs for the human Being, I'm g-ing, off like keying Or keenan, live ivory, waynan, who's slaying? A tv or movie
the real, nothin' but What if I bring this back down? Which one, which one cap'n? You got to be about it or be without it Be about it or without it,
glass of Moet A hard time, sip your juice and watch a smooth poet I take 7 MC's put 'em in a line And add 7 more brothas who think they can rhyme Well, it'll take 7
sow a knot Blow em when we reppin Magnum Force Got the front line ready to grab weapons I heat scenes like a desert for the 9-7 Ruck and Rock loaned me