Songtexte:
K Dot

There?s a place with all my faces, in wonderland, Find me here with all my fear in wonderland The sun beats down upon my skin, If I could fight, I would

[Lil' Kim] .. My Aunt Dot left a glock and some blood on my sheets Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets Even though I'm her niece, she

't understand How one real nigga became a real man S is for the way I skeet in they mouth One by one we muttin' 'em out K is for the way Mr. Mixx be cuttin

My only army brigade, and if I drop Then I just throw this like a hand-grenade [Bizzy] You see no pistol's in the holster Watch the dot's on your forehead

the firearm on a mission that's life long Strike calm through the fire like Chaka Khan World wide on the web without the dot com [Chorus] Killa Bees

right and the rest of the poets, chillin under streetlights just keep the beats tight, shouts to the record spinners enuff, felli fell and all the heavy hitters kubichi k

: (feat. Killer Mike, Jay-Z) [Big Boi] Yeah.. ATLiens style on y'all ass [K. Mike] DO OR DIE, AQUEMINI [K. Mike] Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration

rich So jump up, they pumped up, crunked up, everyone must Stop with the jealousy with me the haters be rivvited (K-I-L-L) E to the R uh dot Just ain'

Royce - over Chorus] Yeah, uhh, yeah Yeah, yeah.. this that shit right here K Yeah, shooter music nigga We call this shooter music [T-Dot] Uh-huh, yea Royce fever nina, T-Dot