in the East, raised a G on the West Westide, smokin' and rollin' with a S on my chest I roll swift as a pigeon, diggin' niggaz graves in tomb stones
If bitter is sweet then he's just what I need So kiss me till it bleeds I'm stupid, a sucker, he's a loaded gun A lover, a leaver, just a hit and run
Stay cool Papa, seize it with enough shit Back at the lab a, crack's bagged up Yo niggaz act up, what blow up the workers if they have to Senoritas, fuckin' up a
Here is a story that is bound to amuse ya (About a fine young couple startin' out in life) A dedicated husband and a real fine worker (Who lived for his
What makes me walk through Ireland's shrines And Ireland's holy shores To see a country crucified Your beauty crowned in thorns And as I watch that wonderous
of mine And bought me a white rolls Living on wilshire in a penthouse suite Fucking bad bitches seven days a week Colder than a motherfucker but now I'm hot Floss me a
be amusing when you told me That ev'ry night you're shining bright And the big apple band a callin' out your name And what do you mean, the Rolling Stones
cross Well, if He's still a-hangin' there I'm hopeless--I am lost I believe the tomb is empty And the stone's been rolled away And because of all this
too blind to see Just what you're looking for You roll me over, make me moan, Oh, such a velvet touch You'd melt a heart of stone Anytime, anyplace,
with the stones and the sticks The aromas- a stench- so they rose up against them At home and at Rome- throwing stones at the Christians Got a hold of
I be the first to set off shit, last to run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one [Verse One: Method Man, a.k.a. Johnny
keep telling me that it would be a shame To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name But all I know is what I feel whenever I'm not playin'
in my dutch Yo Dutch, roll up, wait a minute, hold up These cats are frontin' the cut, let's open his stomach up So what? I don't care if you don't like
than me, I just do what I do, you know what I'm sayin. Yeah aight Ugh, I can't feel a feel nigga pain, devious skill that make a strong will nigga wayne
see Just what you're looking for You roll me over, make me moan, Oh, such a velvet touch You'd melt a heart of stone Anytime, anyplace, I'm just the
make you proud We share a trick or two, a gunfight show me how But things have changed, our world is out of range All the blood you drained is rolling
. What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care
What makes me walk through Ireland's shrines And Ireland's holy shores To see a country crucified Your beauty crowned in thorns A as I watch the wondrous