is still so full of you Back then I felt this could be forever But now I know that I was wrong From what was once our love Only mine's left burning And
knows Deep down inside She knows something was wrong No idle jubee dem couldn't Cotch pon my pillow Weh a love man for nike An ah love man for fila Dat's
chronicles remarkable styles Shadeeq taxed it make an exit to spark mine. Nuclear physics with cannibals and phat rhymes They know the time like it's
s no sell outs on mine But I vowed to get those motherfuckers one day They even arrested Bobby Brown and Cool J Yo, they got their's comin', cos I'm mad
and the malnutrition. Not after all these things on your check you say, I'm gonna give God a little what's left. You do, and that's what you gonna get
jammin for you ?, rap niggas and journalists that's quick to misprint public and private business then retract back for deaf ears and think it's dismissed
the fire burn His problems not mine Just be that model citizen I wish I had a schilling for every senseless killing I'd buy a government. America's for
, I need grass like lawn mowers. Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time, and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine. Fire it up dog, but watch out for
knew the consequences right from the start That he'd use me for my money, and then break my heart But like a fool in love I fell for his game But I got mine
my heart needs You may have won a battle You won't win twice in a day Who do you think you are? Take what's left of your deadly legions And get back
t want a clown, today is going away So your grind, it is the road that I play That's why me go stop that, 'cause the boy left the gal Gone work pon the
s the way that my grind Hoes know the most potent blow on both coasts is approachin yo' nose Left 'em, mo' open, right steppers turn left or Burn your
locked down for prostitution Recruitin the hard rocks mean streets keep producin The world is a riot shit is mine for the lootin Chorus Everyone's
d meet some women in a hotel and left me there to die he stopped by my mothers house on his way home cried with her for an hour and left some money for
mine, save a child life No more doctors deliverin my babies Stick in pins killing me slowly To the President you say I'm a welfare fraud you motherfucking right! Let's burn
Ayo, Ice, man I'm working on this term paper for college What's the First Amendment? Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfucking bullshit You say the
Been jammin for you crabbing rap niggaz and journalists That's quick to misprint public and private business Then retract back for deaf ears and think it's
, don't test me block, trust my dogs. Hit 'em up with a left, right, spot 'em with the beam. There's five trues of mine. What am I? A thug always. Remember
