They got they hands clappin [14x]. . [Verse 1: Lil' Pete]. . The Last Supper, the last hustla's, the last bad muthafuckers. We killing you suckas undercover.
[hook 1x]. Talk like y'all walk it, walk like y'all talk it. Where my ghetto thugs mind for a mug. High for a nigga like me to show luv. . Talk like y'all walk it, walk like y'all talk it.
[pastor troy]. . Uh-huhuh-huhuh-huhuh-huh. Come on? uh-huhuh-huh. . Hook: 2x. . Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh). Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh).
Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha. Ha ha ha ha, hey. There's a lot of people out there. This the fricky-fricky under the track. . There's a lot of people out there.
Pastor Troy:. A sad day for da rap game im about to tell em my name(Pastor!!!!!). a.k.a they call me megatron da cepracon i flip into a gun and burn one.
Lead: Ooh yeah yeahput a clap in your hands, put a dance in your feet, put a praise on your lips. Ahh ooocelebrate the victory. Let all the people praise him, his kingdom reign forever. Rejoice with a shout of triumph, with him well always win..
There's no way I can live without You in my life.. I'd be like a ship without, without a sail.. I would be nothing, nothing.. No way, no way, I can live without you..
A ARMAND mon pote, j'espre que tu reposes en paix.... Ca fait des annes, mais ton image ne cesse de me hanter.. T'es parti, depuis j'ai encore moins d'amis,.
[Verse 1]. . Dear Lord,. Show me how to strike a chord,. Cause it feels like nobody listens to Paul and ofcourse your message doesnt matter no more, cause the worlds overun with scum-bags..
V1:. I've had enough and I'm ready for change,. Sick of queueing for a bus, no one knowing my name,. Tired of every single day always bein' the same,.
Taiyou ga oyasumi no aizu de. Ugoki dasu kono High Touch Town de. Hedate nai hitotachi no warai koe. . Kawari yuku mainichi no kibun wa. Saifu no nakami mo kaete yuku.
Wat m'n oor hoort, effe door en door gestoord,. zeg het voort, te veel rappers lullen woord voor woord.. Teveel onzin zinnen die beginners verzinnen,.
[pharoahe monch]. Comin ahh, comin ahh. I'm comin like a redneck trucker!. Watch your back *screech* you can't steer it. Face the bass; crumb you run when you hear it.
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh. Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo, Duke, yo, son, check it. Y'all been, I been peepin'. A lot of people's steelos lately, y'knahmsayin'?. (Me too, no doubt, no doubt).
South Side's a town with a lot of hustle and bustle. A kid got stuck for a buck under the trussle. Died with pride, he thought he had a big heart muscle.
Crush, kill, destroy, stress. Crush, kill, destroy, stress. Crush, kill, destroy, stress. Crush, kill, destroy, stress. . Pain, stress, my brain can't even rest.
First verse: prince poetry. . I be the prince, mastermind of lyrical bomb threats. Green beret just to take it to the next. Lets, observe this worldwide, what's the status?.
Oh and il I want all I want is you. Ohoh oooo. . I was never meaning to do it, how could I ever be so foolish,. To throw away what was proven, never really thought about living a life without her,.