[Chorus x2: Blueprint] Take your time young man Don't you rush to get old Keep it in your stride Live your life, live your life This goes out to everybody
need you to commend our works? (no we don?t) Have we not been there to heal your hurt? (yes we have) Our recommendations is that your souls be redeemed
I control mine [echo] Time to take you back into time Follow this here One way out This black hole For this black soul Shit is outta control I
the Row make your move so I can throw your mind a curve while i'll be blowin up tha scene like my nigga Mr. Herb take a toke as your heart goes
to me Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll taste your love 69's the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh? My conversations so deep, I get in your head
they recognise that you got what it takes to succeed and thats around the time that your idols become your rivals you make friends with Mike but gotta AI him for your
of my soul will turn complete only as time will age. As my tears drop on my crystal ball, Magnifies the reflections of Christ. As I blink, His angels take
: It's your boy Kanye Cheddar and I'm 'bout to sell (a million) How much he charge for a track? About (a million) How many niggas bit the soul? 'Bout
the only time (Heavy Mental) the only time you should catch.. (Heavy Mental) only time, you could have jet lag is if your cassette drag.. (Heavy Mental
a vapor Then there's paper, the wind that take ya, quiet as the breath in your nose appear in the cold from the depths of my soul which has no weight,
yourself, "Is god a reverend?" Probably not, but you thought so when you bought your spot in heaven God's a 7 - 8 - 9 take time and find the devil's a
strikes this - your dead line my nest with your soul -- cleansed in bloodshed [chorus] BATTLE READY! poets gonna take control BATTLE READY souls violate
what your pop's did I love you mommy forever Chorus 2 Love your moms and hate the streets Love your moms and hate the heat Love your moms while she
I have an iciness, a sickening of the heart Edgar: It's true you don't look well, Roderick but I am your friend no matter the occasion or position of
There's a very big difference between above and below A friend foe, or bro, leave your body on the floor Let your spirit fly away like the soul of a crow
position [Masta Ace] Aiyo, it's time to make cash dinero I'm going to the Summer Jam concert to bash your hero Lie up in your bedroom, smash your bureu
stalkin through your airport [*BZZZZZZT*] with a chunky nine [Street Life] The undervolt Staten New York Blood sport gun talk holdin fort back, take em to court (Method: One time
fuck that there shit, spit that hydro ghetto, shit That's that shit right here, whom shall I fear Throw your guns in the air Socialize, get down, let your soul