screaming siren, A pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete, A baby wailing and stray dog howling, The screech of brakes and lamplights blinking, That's entertainment
a screaming siren A pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete A baby waiting and stray dog howling The screech of brakes and lamplights blinking That's entertainment
G's Stop bein a playa-hater, be a innovator nigga Fuck that shit, don't be no entertainer and a stranger Be a real motherfucker keep it real pack that
that (like that) You know we got it like that (like that) Y'all we got it like that (like that) It's like that, like that (like that) Y'all we got it
: (feat. D-12) [Bizzare:] [Echo] Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids
Entertainment Lets Go Chorus: They call me Chef-Boy-R.G. But hold that thought Its a Kodak Moment But hold that thought Hurricane wrist game Turn that
Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure all punks as I bust caps Peelin your back, my ammunition hollow-point raps You try to run, that
that? O you sold mad drugs? What part of the game is that? O so you killers now? What part of the game is that? O you gangstaz? What part of the game is that
you full of flock Plain as day, quick to say the Three Six ain't no child's play Fuckin' with that Junky Fella, pluckin' on that twelve plate Prophet
get our meat While we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season look at the picture that's painted Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point
Straighten our lines from inside and to on the streets It's the voice of a new generation that can't be beat It's that type of music that gets under our
Knocking out of control Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost, the one who's getting where he at And he told you who's the boss I'm like
to shoot that thang (Ya never knew me) Ya use to clam gangs (uh-huh) (City Spud:) Yo, when I ride vo-cal it's either Tim's or Knight When I step in
we never left the ghetto It's a damn shame, knowing it's a man's game Shorty thinks it's time to make ya plans change All that running round trying to
you can work it like that You got to be the flyest You can be Nas's angel, let the largest train you but you work it like that [Nas] Uh, Philly rap a
f/ Capone, Chinky They'll be a man One to lead his people into victory One who goes through time One who seen pain The one who see's the glory That man
