How do you spend your spare time what do you do to pass the day do you focus on the bad times and how you never get your way you're never gonna be ok
Hottnes, Then swap spit with hot chicks And get my cock licked. I'm a rot pit Mixed with a little bijon. Hugh Heff in a flesh Stay rollin' with three
that's lookin' their best (oooo) Won't chu go and show it off for us (yeaah) Ladies go and throw yo hands up (up) And if he's all in your head Just forget
: people rushing round with no time to spare. I'm so dizzy I'm neither here nor there, in this traffic jam I just want to shout let me off o'this
my A-K work with the clappers Listen, anybody trynna rob me for jewels You must've seen that third story shit, you got me confused Go 'head, dukes keep
:] Why you that nigga. [Styles:] It feel good in here [Havoc:] Yeah! [Verse 1:] Second time around I'ma let the magic shoot This time it's off the
the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guideline You can play the sideline, write rhymes in your spare time
Time to get with ya What ya think nigga Time to get with ya What ya think nigga I already done told ya niggaz Shit I showed y'all niggaz When I slaughtered
a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange He asks a man for what he could spare, with
ride by with the boomin' systems Cars ride by with the boomin' systems Cars ride by with the boomin' systems Cars ride by with the boomin' systems Girlies wanna ride with
People rushing 'round with no time to spare I'm so dizzy, I'm neither here nor there In this traffic jam, I just want to shout "Let me off o' this English
be a hump- [JACK] But- [JACK'S MOTHER] Son, We've no time to sit and dither, While her wither's wither with her- And no one keeps a cow for a friend
themselves who'll suffer the effects of their filthy labour? * The wealthy obscene with their obscene wealth Applaud the carnage from their grandstand
I wancha dope, jewelry, and all your fuckin cash foo got brave and went for a sawed off so I shot em all, took their mothafuckin heads off I'm TRU (No
into my dream Beam in a billion bottle rockets off the golden mezzanine I pluck the pedals off a classic blood rose one at a time Gripping the stem and
, give me some of what he's drooping off Soon as he wake up choking like it was whooping cough The group been soft, first hour at the open bar and their trooping off
