from me ? You are life, you are life to be a chorus With nice little harmonies You thinking it over, thinking it over You thinking it over, thinking it over Well, it
it's time for me to drop ya [Lil' Wayne] Head shots stop, complete 50 shots when our choppers scream Havin trouble this evenin Leavin the scene not breathin Me
girbauds and reebok tennis Nigga know if I got beef, I spin a bin, spinnin Can't calm me down, cause I'm from Uptown Call me, it's war wit an army, wit
Yo a motherfucking army Do it to them Do it to them They love the way we do it to them We do it to them Calvary [Verse 1: Tupac] Suppress the
bloodshed, ain't s**t y'all could tell us Fellas - mount up, it's time for battle, it's on now Two worlds collidin armies ridin soldiers, gone wild Sometimes I think
heart and you will sort of understand You brought me here, now you're trying to run me away The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it say
that's near to me nearer to the fire. Atlantic City by the cold grey sea I hear a voice crying, "Daddy," I always think it's for me, But it's only the
is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Bump the Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Me breakin' down, me breakin' down Me
with the illy vibe So until it's 9090 Just vibe with me and smile like your, wife behind me Too high to get over (yeah yeah) Too low to get under (yeah
down this simple little melody When you play it my love, think for me... We'll be together in this song for you, And it goes La la la ... sing it darling
realise it in time to stop? It's your planet it's dying in vain In the name of ease profit and whoredom. Armies with all their guns have more value
and from Nameless Tennessee From Peculiar Missouri and from places closer to me. All the cream of heartless England, cheered the carnival is over There are remnants of red army
Gravity grabbin me gradually draggin me through hell's cavity This is blasphemy, I fell where the jackals be God felt bad for me but cast me into Caspain
Fuck you think you at home, with your cheap fur on? Shit look like it 'bout to bite somethin and shit nigga [Ghostface Killah] Yo, yo, it was the night
face was good The way I wear my jeans up over my boots is hood And my cash is good, the grass, spread it out, over the hash is good The grasp who be hypecast
this day black folks can't stick together And it's odd.. Broke us down, made us pray - to his God And when I think about it, it make me say "DAMN! ..
In an army of black-hooded fiery-skulled generals And a sorcerer that could cast spells that?ll change your genitals Held me in slavery till I turned
I'm going off, because it's Little Malik And no sucker, it's not all about maturity Now if you want beef, fuck it, cause a fuss And no, little kids, this
