freedom Stood and whispered to her child: belong She held the child and whispered With calm, calm: belong Stood and whispered to her child; belong She
oh, woo oh, oh, dance woo, yo get ya hands up Woo yo,okay, get ya hands in the air, double "R" Where u from? Double "R", double "R", yeah,woo, woo, clap
what they say (uh) No matter what they do (uh) they'll never take it away (Come On) What the Lord give you let no man curse E-V-E and DMX from the birth
: Intro Aww, yes how you do today My name is N.O.R.E, that's pronounced nore. Here on behalf of thugged out militainment. I'm here to see the president
-D got our backs on this T-R-I-P In the van we watchin' flicks and getting our kicks on route 66 [x4] Forty West got us dozin' my eyes closin' almost on ?E
on the cover Pulling tennis shoe and clothing advertisements. No wonder Like Common "I Used to Love H.E.R." Now I just fuck H.E.R. with two rubbers [
mind of my mind Two of a kind but one won't survive Survive, survive, survive, survive, survive Survive, survive, survive, survive Reign supreme in your U N I V E R S E
well I guess I'm not The A-S-O-N my friends, it's dirty and it's stinkin' [Chorus] [Method Man] I'm not a Spanish talkin' raper I'm _naughty_, but girl
to stop, no matter what they say No matter what they do They can't never take it away What the Lord give you let no man curse E V E and D M X from the
a critic Tryin to say the same line, but what it doesn't matter Cause I'm still Murs and you're still bitter and This is my verse and I'm talking to my
Of course it's you...it's 2AM You feel like dancin' to my R.E.M. Mix your signals do you feel like sharin' or do you just wanna know what I'm wearin
, y'all Uh, it's like that, y'all, it's like this, y'all It's like that, y'all, it's like this, y'all It's the R-to the O-to the M-to the E Baby,
, you know, Infamous Mobb Deep It's real.. check it out tho' Respect the I-M-D Fresh out the car in the R-A-double-P, E-R P-E-double, when I speak it
six months Twenty six thousand two hundred eighty hours holding a grudge A non-vocalist drama belonging in the theatre So raw I'm charging my reflection for rhyming in the mirror Your flows ancient, I'm
