(Here they come now, you see that?. Yep both of the crews. They look they gonna fight). . We took this trip to garden grove.. It smelt like lou-dog inside the van..
We took this trip to Garden Grove. It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme.
My place is not a home,. don't make no difference. but I have found that I need a place to stay,. I never listen what bud lord man gotta say,. . You shoulda seen all the flops in my house.
Digital introductions. Fill you with fascination. She uses tight seduction. To lead the conversation. You think that she's amazing. Her profile's just the best.
[Harmonica Solo]. Got love if you want it, babe. Got love if you want it, babe. Got love if you want it. Got love if you want it. Got love it you want it.
You're on the other side of the world tonight. But under the same cold stars. And tonight I'll dream you right back home. To this little life of ours.
Fuck bitches, get money. Fuck niggas, get money. Fuck bitches, get money. Fuck niggas, get money. Fuck bitches, get money. Fuck niggas, get money. . You wanna sip Mo' on my living room flo'.
Where do you come from man, you come from anywhere?. You come from country where water flows free to the sea. . I heard the English said, you got the best of it.
Gunships in a storm sinking to the Ocean Floor. And with them goes the cause we all were fighting for. Fire on the Door as we wash up on the shore. The Colours we have worn only left our nation torn.
Ho muchh rakhde na khadi. Full area ch tadi. Muchh rakhde na khadi. Full area ch tadi. Shonki nale jehde hathyara de. Shonki nale jehde hathyara de. .
Our god is our fortress. Our strength in time of need. He is our salvation. He cares for His sheep. . Our king and Brother Jesus. Who came down from above.
[Intro]. Uh, never good enough. Baby nothin's ever good enough. Uh, it's what? Uh. . [Interlude: Joe Budden]. Nothin's ever good enough. Hollywood, think he too good for us.
[Verse 1:]. Still regular, just stuck in a rapper's body. Made some bread off this shit, but still, raps a hobby. I never got a invite, I had to crash the party.
[Intro - Joe Budden - talking - w/ ad libs]. Uh, it's that knock right here. Uh, y'all in that mood yet?. Taha, you need a subo to play this in the car by the way.
Whoahhhhhhhhh, whoa. Ladies and gentlemen, you now rockin with the best. (Geah) Jersey City, stand up. Patterson, stand up. Off top.. Just Blaze!. . [Joe Budden].
AYOOOOOOOOOO!!!!. . [Chorus 1: Nate Dogg]. Come quick, see. If you have a way wit' me. I know you wanna play me. All night, night, niiiiiiiiight. Girl look, see.
(ALRIGHT!). (I'm showin my flying monkey). (OH NO! NOT THE FLYING MONKEY!). (Yes, yes the flying monkey). . [DJ On Point:]. This shit right here is called Get It Poppin'.
(she cried when she found it...its feathers were matted and pressed to its side, its wings were no longer able...still she begged it to fly. its body as frail as paper and wet from her tears. she knelt in the damp grass praying it to heaven and gently pressing its head to her heart...).
Today I watched the sunset in the East. Turns out it was the sunrise. (And I walked a path as I told a story). . (I watched you through your window). I watched the sky as the moon was left reflecting on the day.