Lirieke:
Kick Over The Traces Other

she wants Read between the lines, Say something, What are you waiting for? You?re only killing time So look me up when you get over this So look me up when you get over

niggaz to keep the click-ulation flawless fuck all that other bury yo brother leave yo family mad at the fact the Mobb took me under. Verse 4 *(Bart)* Bash 'em other

to kill over Thanksgiving didn't give so what should I hope for I keep on looking for job but job seems not to like me What else my doors kicked off the

whenever you look around? We're tripping all over ourselves and pulling each other down We're separating, consciousness is fading Are you thinking that

fifths, Steady Mobb in this bitch I see his eyes wide, his wig split up on some murderous an half of his mutha fuckin clan was on some other shit scramblin

fifths, Steady Mobb in this bitch I see his eyes wide, his wig split up on some murderous an half of his mutha fuckin clan was on some other shit scramblin

to kill over Thanksgiving didn't give So what should I hope for I keep on looking fo job But job seems not to like me What else my doors kick off the

Police, trace ballistics, off the bullets we bust Can't depend on my many friends, so in guns we trust Cannon blast wit the thrust of the thunderous Kick

it is plain to see He is DJ Run, and I am D.M.C. Funky fresh for 1983 DJ Jam Master Jay Inside the place with all the bass He leaves without a trace And