It's hot inside the chrysalis As cells create a dreamy bliss A leap of faith and out of this A floating kiss, life loves to exist It's hot inside the
struggled I hustled, kept getting it in a real n**** neva stop, quit I think not, I do it for the block, I was still hot from the shyt through hot now
cookin' a brick I must've been drinkin' too much of this shit These hoes lookin' better than Lorenzo kits It's hot as a motherfucker in this bitch I'm
it I breezed on that shiddit, I split your widdig That's why a nigga bit it, I can't forget it I said I didn't do it, witnesses said I did it I'm fresh
I buy the bar I make every other week feel like Mardi Gras When I get into it, I get into it Everybody can't do it the way I do it I make it rain, till
Chorus in the background)] Ayo, whassup New York City? It's the kid 50 Cent, and right now you turned into the G-Unit Radio! It's goin' down, you heard
of a man So can a woman who passes herself off as a male They sang "Danny Boy" at his funeral and the Lord's Prayer Preacher talking 'bout Christ betrayed It's
watch and it's a one and only It's got a I-Spy beeper that tells me when you're lonely I got a Batmobile so I can reach ya' in a fast shake When your world's
: "It's James Brown's Celebrity Hot Tub Party! And now, here he is! The godfather of soul, and hot tub man number one, James Brown! " Sometimes it make
: [Intro] The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, it's just so disproportionate [Chorus] Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, that's why I don't give
the Tropics, big dick shit on park They way his Khak's look, niggas on ?chocolates? Movin' out, coloured Durangos switch to me, bro That's how I picture
the door it's Moony the supplier swung open the door Bitch open the door, Maxine he go'n kill me Chill I got a friend cop, girl you don't know it's beef
dark skinned and bald headed bitch mean Pam's right hand, together they are the coldest fiends Ah! Shit! Guess who arrived at the door It's Moony the
Somebody else plays the record machine It's so easy to say pet names When you listen to the trumpet of Harry James... We love to hear that tenor croon
And Da Shit Dat Ill Be Da End Of It Ends I Get Enderless 10 Is Kips Plenty Chips Oozie Keep Movin Dats Wut I Call Extended Clips Jay's Sick And Kate Get
my lead, playin' the back seat Ya'll ride dicks like a taxi, it's like that Here we go.. [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] I roll fat, holdin' a stash (it's like
you got Hovie in the spot tried to told you I was hot Tell these other dudes it's a wrap Get the fuck out the throne you clone, the King's back! Y'all
your whole attitude It's time to take off your cool If it make you wanna move, then move My niggaz get up on it, live bitches throw it back Ma, act like
