Joy People are you ready lets start the show Don't worry 'bout the present day, he can't stop us now LB Calling out t'all ? area crew we gonna make
-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all Check it - check it out Check it - check it out Check it - check it - check it out - check it out Check it - check it out
the hood, send mo' troops [Kastro] Oh youse a ball in the White House, I hope you comfortable cause yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out under
fuckas lyrically And I'm not gonna cry Me A born leader Never leave the block without my heater Two big pitts I call them Mobb Bitch Nigga eaters And
eyes only see deez, that's why I'm young and burnt out Learned the know how, well how to do now, by 18 turned out And why I do it - the ridin and smokin
-G I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my
from a gangsta child So I rest my gangsta life a while And pick up my pen, lyrics lef ina point And it turn out mi haffi write a gangsta style now Chorus
knows, Freedom for some I am bawling Oh Selassie I, rastafarian calling Beenie Man a sing a ting Verse 1: From the day mi know miself, man a born of
that told me I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on
and singin' but these out-of-shape suckas need exercise! So I'm a get up in their mental. I'm a work 'em out over the instrumental! Give 'em a criminal
my otha potnah nigga die tonight And I'm always runnin from the boys in blue Biggie booms so im ask now pull out the cellular phone ta call up bone whats
Who Says You Can't Go Home CHORUS: Who Says You Can't Go Home There's only one place that call me one of their own Just a hometown boy, born a rolling
: I guess some kids are just born with tragedy in their blood, I try to wash this away, I wanna cleanse your veins, I can help you see the light out
: I've been a martyr for love And I will die in the flames As I draw my last breath As I'm closing on death I will call out your name I've been a martyr
the rapper loos leaf And throw the trash ad out the window like mookie To a shark your just sushi, You aint hard your coockie Wally oochie, soft as a new born
same time put juice in mine? Goddamnit Slaughterhouse is signed SLAUGHTERHOUSE [Verse 2: Crooked I] I'm a menace villain, my pen is sitting spilling, my lyrics
lyric your dead X marks the spot where your body falls Then I'll grab your soul and roll, 'cause my duty calls So all you suckas get the fuck out my
so big they call me 'jack in the box', You can't impress me, so fuck what you got, I said my head is so big they call me 'jack in the box', Don't talk
