Chorus:. Whatever we had goin it sure aint anymore. Where there used to laughter now theres only pain. . (Verse One). I never thought it would end. Called u my soul mate.
The soundtrack to my life is like CNN first sh*t. Images like CNN but worse sh*t. I would down the whole Pinot Gris. But I'd see the Group Home without the Premo beats.
Ever since the lucky night I found you. I've hung around you just like a fool. Falling head and heels in love like a kid out of school.. . My poor heart is in an awful state now.
Jones!. . We Born to die (For Real). So I get high, just like I'm gonna fly (to the moon). I'm in the court with marijuana eyes (Sorry Judge). We high the clubs into the morning rise (Cause of last night).
Yeah, ya know. Nah, nah, nah, outta road. You have to defend your own, well. . Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off. Now ease off, you have to defend your own so.
E-Moe Verse:. Girl I Know. Girl I Know. Girl I Know Knooow. Girl I Kno. . Girl i Think About U All The Time. . And I Cant Get You Off My Time. . Girl i Think About U All The Time.
Yo me and my man fin to get on some disco. Come on. . What you want Disco. We got it for you. Up up in the club we make 'em disco. On the street corners make 'em disco come on.
If you ain't feelin' me, may just walk away. Is all I doin', what more can I say. Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me. Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me. Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me.
[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]. Yo this O.D.B. and Slum Village. Detriot wild out! You know how we do. . [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard]. Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual.
The movie starts, "Sweet Emotion"'s playing in the background,. kids are smoking weed with Slater, man he's such a class clown,. all the cars are full of beer, Bacardi and liquor,.
From Monday to Friday. Your schedule's so demanding. Hardly have any time to breathe. Maybe even forget to eat. This is just how Bizzy. Your life in this, Krayzie.
From Monday to Friday. Your schedule's so demanding. Hardly have any time to breathe. Maybe even forget to eat. This is just how Bizzy. Your life in this, Krayzie.
Cruisin' for a bruisin', I'm talkin' no crap. Pipe bomb in my trunk, got a nine in my lap. I'm layin' for a sprayin', tonight there's no playin'. The posse's most strapped, tonight the crew's weighin'.
"Depths of Hell". (feat. Daddy Nitro). . [Daddy Nitro]. Now hear dis!. All bad man what dey a know. The original bad man dey a know, seen?. Daddy Nitro, an' Ice-T dey 'pon ? man.
War!!!. . Our government is fucked. Sure to bring us down. The media incites civil unrest. Hatred can bring you down. . [Chorus]. War!!!. I don't want your war.
(Intro: Too $hort). Yeah man we just sittin' back, chillin'. Bunch of players listenin' to the seventh deadly sin. Short dawg is doin' his thing with my nigga Ice-T.
Dear Homie, what's the hap, since your up in the sky?. With God by your side. Homie what's it like?. I know your bein' treated right. No more worries.
Don't make no god damn sense. Don't don't make no god damn sense. Don't make no god damn sense. Don't don't make no god damn sense. . I'm in a rush, I'm rolling kush.
Yeah! It's Bad Boy South Niggaz. Ball and G. Orange Mound, the moment you been waitin for. Collaboration, c'mon now. Let's go, let's go, let's so, c'mon.
Everyday I try to escape the realities of this world. So I tell a disc jockey "press play" while I press up on a girl. In a mist that I smoke in the air.