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So Far To Go
Oh, oh. I wanna get closer to you, baby. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. . You have come so far. You've got so far to go (Yeah). Say it again!. You have come so far.
Stop
I'ma tell you broke niggas something. Listen. . Make money, no vacation. Pay cash don't make payments. Getting high like I'm eighteen. But I've been rich since the late eighties.
Say My Name
Whenever I say your name, whenever I call to mind your face. Whatever bread's in my mouth, whatever the sweetest wine that I taste. Whenever your memory feeds my soul, whatever got broken becomes whole.
Swing It Over Here
"Kick it over here baby pop!". . Swing it over here!. Yo swing it over here!. Swing it over here!. C'mon swing it over here!. Y'all swing it over here!.
Skit Iv (dirty Version)
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Stay Real
I.. . It's on breaker 1, 2 mike checkin'. flexin no half steppin. when I release the funky weapon. like Ricochet ping ping ping.. I make fans fell it even when I sing..
Safe Sex
sex. have some sex. safe sex. word 'em up. . okay, it's time for some action. a little passion, some booty waxin'. for the bozac, make sure he's strapped.
Set It Off
Intro:. This goes out to my peoples in Queens. Representing, Brooklyn, Uptown.. Yeah, yeah Boogie Down Bronx, Staten Island, all the way to New Jersy. Tri.
S.o.d(dirty Version)
Yo, I'm a tic-tac-toe tactical wit it tactician. Tit for tat, three bombs on me, we all ticking. Schizophrenic, up in the kitchen. With a black fifth up against my head, just, click, click, clickin' it.
S.o.d.
Yo, I'm a tic-tac-toe tactical wit it tactician. Tit for tat, three bombs on me, we all ticking. Schizophrenic, up in the kitchen. With a black fifth up against my head, just, click, click, clickin' it.
Spiders
Feels like spiders crawling on my skin. Maybe I'm trippin. Maybe I'm itchin. Feels like spiders crawling on my skin. Maybe I'm trippin. Maybe I'm itchin.
Stonehenge
Cause I'm a keep my stones cleansed out to the Stonehenge. And we gon' keep it stone cold right to the bone bone. Won't have to baptize me already did that.
Stress Builds
(featuring Big B & Capo). . [Chorus - Bizzy Bone]. And for all the drama thats goin on. and for all the drama drama. and for all the drama thats goin on.
Still Thuggish Ruggish
Niggas stay hashed out, hashed out. Mash on these niggas 'til we passed out, passed out. Laugh at these niggas 'cause we assed out, lets bow. These niggas smacked me in the fast lane.
Social Studios
I don't spread no strong message of violence nobody silence me. quiet gun shots start riots so do children fry them little boys. don't try it kill'em don't put it on crossroads put it on your.
Sticky Icky
I got that sticky-icky... (3 x's). I got that sticky-icky...blue bonic shizzle for yo grizzle nizzle.... Fa'shizzle. Nigga fo'sheezaayy!. . [Hook]. [I got that sticky-icky...blue bonic chronic for yo shizzle nizzle....
So What Cha' Sayin
[Intro: Bizzy]. Man I could never be anti any-fuckin-thing man. I ain't even gon' lie to you man. Live and direct from the motherfuckin battle station.
Social Studies
By: bizzy bone. From: heaven'z movie. . I don't spread no strong message of violence nobody silence me quiet gun shots start riots so do children fry them little boys don't try it kill'em don't put it on crossroads put it on your lost.
Sit Back Relax
Bizzy:. . hey its the martin n malcom in the vibe and in the Q we ebony ivory brothers the others. the indian gentleman n business executives swing on a pendulum livin legends yeah we veterans theres no need to tell em they know who we better than these ciggerettes killing me ebony ivory peace n war one hell of a diary see i can get serious diggin yall chest 'cause people been rippin they bullet proof vest they so concerned with who was the best i dont even think about it i done put my publicist on it so yall mother fuckahs go read about it n then sing about it bizzy done went solo man how this.
So Cool
Fresh cornrows, def white gold. Silk sheet covers, feather pillows on. 11'oclock breakfast, cigarette, red bull. Open the door, wash my ass and jump in the pool.
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