the pyramid man like the pharos did or lil darrel did you know these streets just like life between the barrel kid you know ill rush like a bull at a bull
really need answers Like; Who the fuck told you that your rhymestyle was hot!? You know when Biggie died? Who bust that shot? Why is Sammy the Bull still
[Mr. Cheeks] One time We bless the track rush to the back it's the LB fam dogg pound we attack one time for the LP, LB My family come through This who
, just continue with your thoughts And rush away your pain with the power of the thought Ain't got no time for girls, cause girls be on some bull Checkin
real stormy weather. The car ran off the road to miss a run-away rig, And that beautiful trans-am slamed into a tree that was damn big. I rushed to
you gonna go? How you gonna live? Bloody bullet holes, should have stayed safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low (Anybody Killa) Raise'em up, let me see the blood rush
your **** **** **** two like four minutes, ciphers It gets me hyper, want the real I'm a slice ya, light ya **** up with sixteen or more slugs Comin' from my snub nose bull
light to guide me to an angel gotta be smart and hide behind all the answers when everythings dark my heart is full of anger (Nikatina) I rather be a bull
Bull dozer crush, cover the rush, catatonic nonsense Hammering down, balance you found, forever we're fucking I love this machine, elevate rising higher
I never said that battlin' me would be impossible I just think it's highly motherfuckin' improbable You talkin' to a nigga that can split molecules Subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull
[mr. cheeks] One time We bless the track Rush to the back It's the lb fam dogg pound we attack One time for the lp, lb My family come through This who
ma do I never sent to battlin me, would be impossible I just think it's highly motherfucking improbable You talkin to a nigga, niggas split molecules To subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull
And the lovers sang their last duet in danger of their lives Oh, how well I remember the old Bull and Bush
Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk Ya head rush, fly
fo' So we finna mob 17 to the liquor store And get a case, fuck a six-pack, what's that? I don't drink no St. Ides, so forget that Now one nigga said that bull
Bruce Willis, I'm 'Unbreakable' You can't replace the unplaceable You can't face off, with the unfaceable Even the matador can't face the bull I'm the raging bull
knuckles, strictly ammo Cause as I dust bust, crush, and then rush A sucker new jack, with no if's and's or but's You roll with the good times, we like to roll with rush
As I bop my head to today's news Changed views, strange clues millennium cues Invade the minds of us, struggle to push thought through From behind the rush