day to day If I sell some yay or smoke some hay You bitches wanna throw me up in pelican's bay Call me an animal up in the system But who's the animal
silk, lie like a politician, My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a mortician. Lock me up, it's genocidal catastrophe, There'll be another one after me!
hate'em back Loved by troopers who know where it's at You might like me,might think I'm wack But don't step to me 'cause the boy stays strapped I'm taking
now I'm back to bein Hova Me back with the chaffeur, laid back Helicopter seat, feat inclined, shit feelin like a sofa Helicopter meet me, Teta Vero(?) take me
real playas know my name and my game The bitches that I kick it with, they like to keep it crunk They smokin sticky with me, poppin lips and love to fuck
to keep me quiet from starting a riot I try to be silent The solution is violence Couldn't see it any other way Bust a shot one time for my runaways
confessin one mo' lesson from the South we in the house tonight Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose We rolls through Headland and Delowe where me
master plan in reverse I ain't the one with the curse, so disperse, yes, catchin plagues Niggaz catchin AIDS, niggaz gettin sprayed, niggaz on they way To a dead end, you won't catch me
s me, armed with mental weaponry Ain't no testin' me, the tribe comes prepared to get live You're just a drone to the hive, ain't no way you'll survive
feel the way I feel Fo sure damn I'm in love for real Damn I'm in love for real (bounce bounce) Damn I'm in love for real Damn I'm in love for real (
ya know me Not a soul can hold me, I'm here [Chorus] That's why I ain't got no, ("rap name") The name's ("Obie Trice") ("They see me on the streets they
: (feat. Ester Dean) [Verse 1:] This one is for the boys with the boomer system Top down, AC with the cooler system When he come up in the club, he
off here [Nas] Book one, strategy, tactics, techniques Look dumb, but massively notice the weakness, in all them Gotta shoot only if necessary Homey vest is very real
pharaoh Nas "Nas is like.." Iron Mike, messiah type Before the Christ, after the death The last one left, let my cash invest in stock Came a along way
Verse 1 - Missy Elliott] Motherfuckers better wake up Stop selling crack to the blacks Hope ya brought a spare for ya flat Cain has sent me talking real
back You'll find no equals Bang it in your loudest system Now who gunna diss him Usually it be the brokest niggas But this gunna fix em Let me get my
baby, drop top, navy Mercedes I'm number one like P.E. or Tracy McGrady It's all good, everything I spit, all hood And if ya'll gave me one wish, niggaz
fall bitches tizalk (talk) shizit (shit) you should be lockin' your jaw Cuz it's makin' me, makin' me, makin' me, makin' me break the law Break the