Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference. But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids. Psych!. If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow.
[Chorus: x2]. My words are weapons, I use them to crush my opponents. These words are weapons, I never show no emotion. My words are weapons, I use them to kill who ever's steppin' to me.
[Proof]. I'm bout as crazy as Mike Tyson is. A fallen raspler from out the raspers that bounce twice a live. Rollm blindfolded on the Eisenbridge. And dom driveby's on ____ slice this.
[Repeat * 3]. All my ladies say What What What. And all my dogz say What What What. . Ladies and gentlemen may i grab your attention. Its the dopest M.C from the midwest.
[Proof]. . Here's Soul Intent checkin' in at number one baby, this week.. Know what I'm sayin'? This is MC Proof. [Head:] And DJ Head!. Checkin' in on W.E.G.O, know what I'm sayin?.
Joc you ready. This the Nitti beat. Hah, yeah. No time for games baby. Tell her what she wanna hear Joc. You grown, Im grown, We grown, Lets do grown up things, Ya dig.
Look at my hair, look at my shoes. Look at my jeans, look at my jewels. All you can say is wow, wow. All they can say is wow, wow. . Look at my car, look at my style.
See the leaves falling to the ground. See them falling all around. On the cemetary mound (x2). . Teardrops on my note pad. Dope sick feels so bad. Everything seems so fucked up.
Would I be better off laid in a six foot hole. A body rotting eyes closed with no conscious or a soul. Never knowing never feeling with no memories of being.
Walking After Midnight (Feat. Insane Clown Posse) Lyrics. . Im fuckin walkin. Im fuckin walkin out in the moon light. After midnight searching for you.
feat. ICP). . [Chorus:]. Look out, cause I'm on the prowl,. Gonna find these motherfuckers,. Gonna take them out. (Huh!). Before you know you find the hatchet attacks,.
(INTRO LEAD IN). . We go harder than you use to doing all the thangs we choose to. Man I'm all about my pesos so the money move when I say so. And you probably use to haters.
Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. . Young dro. Turn up turn up turn up. . Car ain't got no roof. Car ain't got no roof. We be in da city. In da city? In da city.
All my bitches be working. All my hoes get Birkins. Laing around them chickens. I ain't talking about churches. She red bottom, I'm red bottom. I'm sharper than your bedroom.
Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. . Young dro. Turn up turn up turn up. . Car ain't got no roof. Car ain't got no roof. We be in da city. In da city? In da city.
Young Dro, Young Dro. . Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a Jazze Phizzle production Young Drooo. . [Chorus:Repeat x2]. Are you a killer? What it is. Oh yeah, what it is.
My girlfriend. My girlfriend. My girlfriend. . My girlfriend. My girlfriend. Ay ay, ay check this out. . I said I weren't gon' never hurt you. You said you ain't gon' never hurt me.
Young Dro, Young Dro, Jolly Sack. . Are you a killa? What it is? Oh yeah, what it is?. Drug dealer, what it is? Young player. Ridin's hard, I just wanna sit up in the air.
Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. . Young dro. Turn up turn up turn up. . Car ain't got no roof. Car ain't got no roof. We be in da city. In da city? In da city.
Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. . Young dro. Turn up turn up turn up. . Car ain't got no roof. Car ain't got no roof. We be in da city. In da city? In da city.