I mean 50 he a grimey nigga 50 shot my brother I'm a find that nigga We don't see his punk ass unless he on TV Yeah he did my brother dirty but he don
it, bones ache Detox, rehab, cold sweat, watch 'em shake I'm not that genie in a bottle, I'm in a bag Take one hit, I slide off to the land of the H man
Detox, rehab, cold sweats, watch them shake I'm not that genie in a bottle, I'm in a bag Take one hit and slide off to the Land of H man When we first
side by side with the Americans In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam In '75 Saigon fell and he left his command And brought his family to the promised land
funny, huh? Yeah, uh, come on One two, one two Mic. check, one two, one two Yeah [Verse 1: Classified] Uh, yeah, from the land of the lost, Trans-Canada
land Where the cattle graze and an old grey barn still stands Are there any more real cowboys in this land? Are there any more real cowboys in this land
relief The bungalow was surrounded When a voice loud and clear Come out with your hands up Or we're gonna blow you out of here There was a face in the window TV
level, It's not unusual, To see photos of dead homies' funerals, Aluminum foil on t.v. antennas Little TV sit on top the big TV eatin TV dinners, Girls
To stand where light can find us In every nation, every land You buy and you sell with no thought for the future Controlling the masses in true business like fashion TV
on TV saying he was a patsy A union man is a-framin' The Kinks While I thought "This is the land of opportunity" But the Cosa Nostra are everywhere Land
at me Verse Three: Lil' Kim Before I caught some niggas disease, got caught with his ki's Big scooped a young bitch off her knees Threw me at high priced Beam's Face on tv
stop your grinnin wit bunch of foxy women Why you speed ball with cards, that's invalid I get clothes, custom made, from a stylist Cruise in my Lexus Land
your grinnin wit bunch of foxy women Why you speed ball with cards, that's invalid I get clothes, custom made, from a stylist Cruise in my Lexus Land
that I couldnt drive Ordered the tunes before a nigga could drive When I put the bose system right behind my eyes With the vc's and tv's so a nigga could
eight Nine, ten; you put me in a pen if I could do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin [Wyclef - Verse One] I'm from a land of black bats, alley
, Canada kinda laughs it off, real funny huh? yeah, uh, come on (O Canada) 1-2, 1-2, mic check, 1-2, 1-2 yeah (O Canada) uh, yea from the land of the
you stop your grinnin' wit bunch of foxy women Why you speed ball with cards, that's invalid I get clothes, custom made, from a stylist Cruise in my Lexus Land
of day was on them They could see the thrashers coming And the water shone Like diamonds in the dew And I was just gettin' up Hit the road before it
