Instead of shootin the gift, I'm bombin with my presents with the knack to make a torture pleasant Back to the bass root corn foundation As the funky beat comin 'cross
and a decade ago today I got a NES for Christmas. I started to play Castlevania II; The first game that I purchased After the Mario and Duck Hunt cross
still the pen Can't fuck wit these Cleveland Claire playas So as long as ya betta be workin Cause the Bone and Mo Thug on this mission Listen, betta pray everyday Cross
I'm a stop ya blood flow if ya try to stop my chip movement I be on strips doin' My grind thing brick movin' Flood the cross for the thick cuban In a
One two, one two Mic. check, one two, one two Yeah [Verse 1: Classified] Uh, yeah, from the land of the lost, Trans-Canada cross Patriotic and I honor
my friends and never go home, dance all night and never be alone. This feels so good. Quick call the cops it's another year lost, 365 days on signs of the cross
palm The game like it's a stall and ball and take flight From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great mike, Bun an Wayne an Drake in here
root in the family tree Watch where you walk Don't you dare cross the crooked step Watch the way you talk Don't cross the crooked step On and on
just ask me, i'll even throw a fucking canyon in between, hey buck up and dont cry, cause im the stupid sucker that wanted one more try cross my heart
wrapped in black duck tape Say it again dawg to make sure that ya heard me Got my four-x black tee up under my jersey [Chorus] [Verse 4: Killer Mike
cross paths but barely interact One more 24 hour stretch, from daylight to dusk and dusk down to desk Same line, same day, all on the same track We cross
: Look at that lil' ass Westside doped out insane-in-the-brain little nigga servin caine Use to have to axe could he cross the street now he's rollin
B-Boy stands cross your arms, fold your arms Cause we the shit We the shit We the shit What are we? We the shit We the shit We the shit Cross your arms
Uranus we underground famous For doom, and either way bass booms IN YO FACE! I shook the hand of Satan with a cross in my palm Burnt all the flesh all
a people beater but If that law gets made up, I may Show me the cross, and I'll take it on Show me the cross, and I'll take it on I don't promote no
the stage I don't even remember my name Yes I'm giving all I have to give But that's the living that I choose to live Give me my bass and a mike just
my backhand to refrain from my fist yeah I wish that I change then I could shed all the (main) you trippin' on my ego but all my shit is sustained order order I cross
hook out I go by the name of Swizzy, I got my homeboy Cross from Harlem He 'gon talk to y'all, FREEZE! [Verse 4: Cross (Swizz Beatz]] Mama, shake it,