: We became parts of a greater whole The black hole sees a light
: [First Underground Commission on Termination] We got the killing You got the time We got the making of a terminal blind We got the risk You got to
greed kills fuck you, O.C. fuck you
it's so Showbiz & A.G. and Black Sheep We're in (e.f.f.e.c.t.) [CHORUS] You know how it goes (You know how we do it) You can't blow the spot (cause we
your father. it's time, time for his dinner. an' your the blue ribbon winner. m.c.t.f.d. better watch your ass. m.c.t.f.d. your father's makin' a pass
t wanna see the day, my words cannot make it safe. (come running home, come running home!!) Her heart, in my hands, it's too bad. no regrets... I don't
F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's the way we do it when we do it correctly F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's the way we do it when we do it correct F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's
every way he goes to church he dresses up tight he rapes his pre-teen children at night I don't understand it Fucks his daughter fucks his son I somehow can't
keep my eyes on the prize, cause I'm in [Rakim: x4] "E.F.F.E.C.T." [time passes] [Rakim x4: repeat to fade] "E.F.F.E.C.T."
tonight. My body's jumpin' and I, go through the motions, And I'm leaving on this journey, maybe someday I'll come running back to you! I don't wanna
mo but I grew up watching g's on the set gettin dough I made b's n c's up in to 5th grade it went to d's n f's cuz I didnt want to behave I was the class
got my Glock 'cause ain't no hangin' there if you ain't bangin' Gunshots be ringin', but I bump and bust 'til I let 'em know I ain't no ho, and I ain
trendy ma quando ti riprendi? noi qui a Milano fiutiamo lo sgamo e sappiamo gia da lontano se sotto i baggy c?e un paninaro c?e da aprire gli occhi rigaz
per indole di mare prima e poi custode sindrome e l?unico che ho adesso ce lo smezziamo come no come lo vorresti un bel po? ma come t?invade mica tu sei
! Sag blo?! Arsch hoch, Arm hoch, Glas hoch, A, B! C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z! Ich flow' sogar das Alphabet
: [50 Cent] I don't wan' talk about it (50) Man I don't wanna talk about it (nah) Man I don't wan' talk about it (yeah) And I don't wanna talk about
box down, put the magnum down I'm with G-Unit, C-unit Nigga you not ballin a the G 2 jet However do you want it, however do you need d OPE on the f*ckin
is now, Hoffman style What a great film What a great weather style Calling captain autumn When will I die When can I cry F.B.G. my T.B.E. Give