he helped me cop my first GSX-R Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3 Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis From Gerald Wallace
time machine See my suped up bird spread her golden wings Going back in black through my neighbourhood My main street middle class Hollywood Jenny?s all jet
a plane Get to work all week and spend what he earns On the high street He's got doctors, nurses, fireman, churches, Kindergarten, wedding bells and jet black
technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit This is a un-usual musical I conductin You lookin at the black
he's caught in the game He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain Nothin's changed in a city flask Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants
dangle it from my cock I don't feel shit So check me the original Joe Pesky freak the sexy I got more Gadgets than the Inspector, go-go jet-skis Then
Vietnam shit Flat-lining all you cats up in a long wiz Out-of-towners, proper heavenly father, you know the song, bitch Thug war, jet-black cats kick
look farther Down the road, to a road not taken I'm tired of all these same bitches, I need to take care a new flower, so Joe can take a shower and get wet, and then jet
Yeah, now in ninety-three Everybody knows the flav Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah You know my style Fat Joe, A.K.A. Da Fat Gangsta I'm no joke and I'm far
freaks She love to eat plus bust the heat We touch the streets wit' the same principles Everyday gotta get this cash Know it makes sense to you Joe
rewarding so we won't be missin' 'em Keep on playin' song, LP playin' long Jay, D and Joe, keep the radio stayin' on I always say to Joe, turn on the
dollar treasure, I'd give the world to make you mine I'll put a string of pearls right in your hand Make love on a beach of jet black sand Outside in
's caught in the game He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain Nothin's changed in a city flask Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants and
AND CLEAN BACK ON THE SCENE CRISPY AND SLAUGHTERHOUSE! [Royce da 5'9] Slaughterhouse family, ridin' like a taxi And yeah, I'm like Dres, I am like the black
along, I brought along I brought along, Lawnge I do a not a trio move your bootie cause I say so Be outlasting or not busting Black Sheep not your average Joe
t havin' it Fightin' for my life, the reapers grabbin' it Just enough strength to pull the trigga once more I hit his cabbage and he dropped like the value jet
[MC Confusing] Other rappers are comprehensible - not me! First on the mic - MC Confusing! I took a piss on my nutsack and called it Jack Black It's a
