the wrong day. They can?t wait to quit ? just to give up and go. Can?t show any pride cause there?s nothing to show. They admit defeat cause it?s all
astronomy, Encarta, Deuteronomy It all started with the big bang! Music and mythology, Einstein and astrology It all started with the big bang! It all
bitch feel lead You'll wanna get it right, and when you get it right You'll wanna keep it right, look A real nigga is hard to come by, believe it [B
change this water to wine Don't you tell me 'bout your law and order Sick and tired of all your law and order Sick and tired of it Good night Dick
Verse 3:] [Jacki-O Speaking Creole:] Hit her, hurt her, smack her around Queen of the South, I don't back down Sick whore, insecure, til it aint even
, you say that But you don't mean a damn thing And I'm getting sick of it (getting sick of it) Getting sick of it You said to chill and give it time And
other side And he rang like a bell From tree to tree They never ever let you go They never ever let you go We get American menus With all American men We're getting sick
focus When I was sick as a little kid To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did And all my childhood memories Are full of all the sweet
me all this bullshit is hurtin' me girl there you go (big syke) i blame it on ya momma she need to holla at you or should i blame it on your daddy
one day we'll all be together Until then I'm ready for whatever, c'mon (Yeah, niggaz movin somethin in the nine-trey It's all about makin money, gettin
you know my steelo Alize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the sure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh Plus all you busters
cursed And fantasies of my family, in a hearse And they say it's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here I can
it's the Raid on you All day You punk mutha-fuckas The shit nigga Killuminati Style Makaveli the Don Solo shit Bring It Allow me to introduce first
'm goin through.. It's all about you.. hahaha, yeah nigga! It's all about you! [Nate Dogg] Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o (It's all
I was sick as a little kid To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did And all my childhood memories Are full of all the sweet things you
but it don't matter i'm a cool shot punks drop from all tha buckshots tha fools got i'm tired of being a nice guy i've been poor all my life, but don'
so sorry for all this time for all this time for all this time I'm so sorry for all this time for all this time (so sorry) for all this time, so sorry
map with this mackin shit Time will tell if it's made well Well I raise hell and excel cause it pays well Jordan couldn't dunk it any harder, pump it
