Yo, there's still time. . As the door close, the cold wind blows. Down America like the Wall of Jericho. Some will walk the sheet close. Many are called but few are chose.
Here's that shit, yaknahmsayin'?. As we bounce it like this. For those who don't like it. . Hey, yeah, yeah. Yeah yeah, hey. Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, hey.
Hey, the first time that I met my mate. Was in the roller rink where I went to skate. It was early in the decade around '83. Back then Maskell's was the place to be.
"Baby you been there. [you my ride or die chick). nobody else was u my ride or die i love you forever. [baby you my ride or die chick)". . !Why do you do,the things you do, just for me;;.
Up in the club 'bout to get it started. Bottles all around you can get 'em poppin'. Do your thang you ain't gotta worry about me, me, me. Imma do me on a hunt to three.
Up in the club 'bout to get it started. Bottles all around you can get 'em poppin'. Do your thang you ain't gotta worry about me, me, me. Imma do me on a hunt to three.
I've never seen a diamond in the flesh. I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies. And I'm not proud of my address, in the torn up town. No post code envy.
What kind of life is this?. selling off your soul where the profit is. you couldn't kick this cold and you're coughin, Wiz. I'm trynna take control of my world I've been torn from my providence.
Suicide, it's a suicide.... . [scarface]. Retaliation is a must. Leavin' opposition in the dust. In mob we trust, fuckin' with us gon' get your bust. It's a - suicide, it's a suicide.
FaceMob in the house. GB. Chuck Nice. Willie D y'all. Uh-huh. I guess I'll open it up. Y'know?. . [Scarface]. It's on, ring the alarm. Got a full metal jacket and the P7 I'm clutchin in my palm.
(oh my goodness!). (hit it). . [ verse 1: willie d ]. Here I go again, another brawl, a conflict. Somebody finna get they ass kicked. If you ain't down with the geto boys.
Click click bang hehehe. . I'm sick of niggaz trying to shoot the big six. But when the shit jumps off the nigga plays the big bitch. And that's the problem with the nation of blacks.
Click click bang he, he, he. . I'm sick of niggaz trying to shoot the big six. But when the shit jumps off the nigga plays the big bitch. And that's the problem with the nation of blacks.
verse 1. I tend to vent a lot. it's hard to end a thought. I get pent up and I guess I don't know when to stop. if i get a mental block, you can hear a pencil drop.
When our time is up. When our lives are done. Will we say we've had our fun?. . Will we make our mark this time?. Will we always say we tried?. . Standing on the rooftops.
We be ridin' around in the backseat of the car drinkin two beers and a bottle of rum,. gettin drunk, so bored, how i have fun. i feel, i feel, i feel, i feel like, i feel like.
I work so hard (You know, Sometimes in life). Cause everywhere I go (Things don't always go your way you know). I pushed so hard (I mean we struggle everyday, hoping things change).
[Lady Luck]. Uhh, what. Lady Luck. Def Jam. Shutting the game down from the whip. To the tunnel. You in da club. Yo. Bang this. . What ya'll gonna do when we rush the door.
[Lady Luck]. Uhh, what. Lady Luck. Def Jam. Shutting the game down from the whip. To the tunnel. You in da club. Yo. Bang this. . What ya'll gonna do when we rush the door.