Yeah. Sup wit' these lame ass niggas, man?. I'm tellin' you. Niggas keep runnin' to this rap shit, you kna' mean?. Like y'all built like that. Y'all niggas betta pick up a basketball, or somethin'.
Cheah. Know what this shit sound like right niggas?. That old gun out music in the hood right?. You hear it nigga, don't be scared nigga. My niggas is wit' me, we focused man, yeah.
Now I was creeping through the night. Sliding through the shadows keeping out of sight. Cos when you're lonely and on your own. You haven't got a basement you can call your home..
Yo, yo, yo, it's tha roc in tha house. Nigga, we got Hype-D here, we fixin' to go down. You know what it is tha song is hell no. Yo, I'm Bleek and this is tha ROC, yo, let's spit at 'em.
You think I want to be your lady, then why you steady acting Shady. Don't want to hear no if's and maybe's baby. And when you find another girl, you take a look at this pearl.
The year is 87'. Back in the 12th grade g. When I used to hang with ch to the ip hangin' in the halls. Tryin' to get the young bitches ridin' my ballz.
Oh snap, you know this track is fly. So get crunked up and don't ask why. Post rap, post punk, post Kurt Cobain. Post Kool Moe Dee post House of Pain.
Humphrey, the whale should have GPS. Humphrey, the whale should get GPS. . Humphrey, the whale should have GPS. Humphrey, the whale should get GPS. . So youre not stuck in the Sacramento Delta, Humphrey.
MC Lars is more punk than you. Go. . Books about Evanescence. (Are not punk rock). Guns n' Roses watches. (Are not punk rock). . Hello Kitty iPod cases.
It's off the hook home slice, like a lucky fish.. All I wish is that you taste this like a Swedish dish.. It's the L-A-R-S, H-O double-R I-S.... and I represent CV, and yes I must confess:.
Oh snap, you know this track is fly. So get crunked up and don't ask why. Post rap, post punk, post Kurt Cobain. Post Kool Moe Dee post House of Pain.
They burned down Troy to get you back!. Young thing, beauty queen, baby got back. They burned down Troy to get you back!. Young thing, beauty queen, baby got back.
[mcgruff]. I'm from the east coast, I don't care, snatch police coats. Leave the beast roast, gruff disturb the peace in me, ghost. Walk wit notes, plus I'm known for puttin forks in throats.
You gotta you gotta you gotta you gotta. You gotta you gotta you gotta you gotta. . When am dropping moves on the floor. These guys watching they want more.
*The shots of the bomb in the night*. . Woop woop. . Yeah well. Gimme da woman who fi love-up shi man properly. Mi no wanna gal wid da wrong recipe. If she have fi a di lovin and the right mentality.
Girl I have told you, I think that your special. Like rhythm and riddles, I explore you. Your hips turn to rivers, you see me swim in them. My waves will make you speak, in tongues like Spanish.
Ja, ja. (x2) Hände hoch, das ist ein Überfall. Kopfnicker rocken, ohne Ende überall. Alle Hände hoch die Massiven sind da. Extra extra large, beweg Deinen Arsch (x2).
Bitches is drop dead gorgeous yo. Wassup with Mase B?. Why he be showin' no love this way B?. Come through the block don't say shit or nothin'. Don't forget, he used to live on our block nigga.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on. Our troubles will be out of sight. . Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Yeah, this song right here is about a young man. Who's endured a lot of twists and turns in his life. 'Cause he always kept his head up, stayed focused.