Looking any further cuz the girl is ours Holds it down for you, any place, any time You already know, I'm the one, yeah, I'm that Fly girl, rider, just
, clean up, some are old darts This that real live don' shit, you heard! [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Yo, they lick forty rounds, today Okay, plus the shit is
Aiyyo, this shit be off the knock it rock whatever cock block it Cat get blown, who own this street corner, foreigner hesitate to rock a Hummer Navy Seal top runner, rhyme this
live dangerous, often findin ourself in the eyes of strangers (Who the fuck is you?) My dream is big and in it my team is rich as seen through the eyes
to neo, tunehedz, divine and elite JR, wyclef, kanye, can I rep this is real hiphop be damned if I let yall tell me otherwise cause we so live this
Boys Choir)] Aiyyo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide Cuz I, rep that, till I, fuckin die One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats One wall
I think Alex is on drugs and I'm really fed up, This is the last time I'll have this at my place. (DeStorm) My God she has no clue, she thinks that her
I'm Morpheus' son Part two to The Matrix, I'm atheist Only God is my gauges and the clip is my church Show the beginnin and the end when I'm spittin my
fuck with it not Ya stoppin the grace, get out my space and my - face Fore me and my ace-a lay down the whole place Recognize, this is the verbalize
One time 4 your mind, one time [Nas] Yeah whatever [LP] One time 4 your mind, one time [Nas] Yo whatever [LP] One time 4 your mind, one time Aiyyo
The Firm baby, volume one uh! [NTM] Seine-Saint-Denis Style (3x) Supreme NTM Nas dans la place Seine-Saint-Denis Style ... (fading out) --- * this section is
y'all birds watch As real millionaire, shit'll take place Evil as Hitler's hate-race people This is God son, and I've come from the God under pure peace
nigger [AZ] You sit back relax catching contacts Sip your cognac And let's all wash this money Through this laundry mat Sneak attack A new cat is
one has the right to tell me what I can do with my own body What I can eat, drink or smoke, this is a free country And no one can take away my constitutional
baby c'mon.. uh, c'mon.. [Verse One] Let's discuss this - listen while I bust this It's from the K, so hey you can trust this rhyme ritual rap my rap
off this soldier quick cause I'm still goin' muthafucka' the first round draft pick. [Chorus] [Verse Two:] God damn! Another murder on the Eastside six police cars plus
they label me heartless when your love is my cocaine And your soul is my rogaine I have a thirst to know your brain When you enter my domain gotta take this
face and I make sure I put my name in it Ah! Jabbin? like zabb and get thirsty for me to hurt with this ?____? Like the purpose is to got to work on this