[Intro - Blood Raw]. Ha-ha. She say she wonder how the sun shines. (Blood Raw!). She say she never rode in a Chevy neither. (For real?). I love my Chevy my nigga.
(Blaze). "Look the history lessons over motherfuckas. You still to learn one thing tho. Man life is a ladder, keep climbing that motherfucker. Even if there's like 52 thousand rungs.
help me!. in the casket, buried six feet deep. help me!!. in the casket, buried six feet deep. help me!!. in the casket, buried six feet deep. help me!!.
In the casket. HELL YEAH!. In the casket. In the casket. HELL YEAH!!. In the casket. In the casket. HELL YEAH!!. In the casket. In the casket. HELL YEAH!!.
Yo, with the body of a goddess. Make no mistake about. Never was a good cook. So plenty cats ate out. Catch me at a steakhouse. Cats be on a stake out.
We getting' ready, to start the set. . It's clockwork, got work, put it in like doctors with awkwardness. Mopped your whole flock up, and walked toward ya.
'Whole house freeze'. . It was a Thursday I stepped to the club, there she was. Draped in a burgundy dress, silhouetted superbly. Curved indeed, she started staring in my direction.
Good, can you sing it faster?. I can do anything, here we go. . Neutron, proton, mass defect, lyrical oxidation, yo irrelevant. Mass spectrograph, your electron volt, atomic energy erupting.
Good, can you sing it faster?. I can do anything, here we go. . Neutron, proton, mass defect, lyrical oxidation, yo irrelevant. Mass spectrograph, your electron volt, atomic energy erupting.
Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a rapper that's wack. as a matter of fact, I smack a back of the style, jackets are now. mellow minced, defeatin the mental.
[Biz Markie singing]. My name is the Biz, everywhere I go. I rock the party, from head to toe. Lot of MC's wanna hear the way that I do rock. Is it because I put the party people into shock.
Yo, you know this is fon-kay. I mean to say rest in peace, to Aliyah and 'Left Eye' Lopez. But you know, shout out to my man Bruce Lee. Jackie Chan, check it out, Jet Li.
Chorus: (x2). U cant see me. ridin down 3. candy paint wood grain TV. lone star state. livin life great. playas where yo wand, dispear in ya face.. . Yeah, Yeah,.
High, I Get High. We Get High. I Get High. We Get High. I Get High. Crazy Glue, Like St. Elmers Five. x2. . [Cory Gunz]. Hold Up. Lil Dutty. Whoa Nelly.
Nickelus F ft Michael Millions, Big Sant, Francoise - Champion. Nickelus F ft Michael Millions, Big Sant, Francoise - Champion.
Yo, my squad is honored like Elijah Muhammad. But I'm God-retarded, ain't no righteousness in this heart of violence. Hard as diamond but I'm in the ruff, listen up.
Warning. . Yo, wanna rumble with Pun hah?. Shit on the whole industry. Yo who puff more Owls than Pun? Pile on more styles than Pun?. Who the only one with over a thousand guns?.
It's mine, it's all mine you understand?. At least me and my peoples, can you dig that?. 21st century thought I'd never see it. Right around the corner, baby ours for the taking.
Chorus:. Know I'm candy red, I'm on the scene. Know I'm sippin codeine (codeine). . (Lil Keke). Apple red, brand new grind California Dream Boat. It's super nice, I sprayed it twice, I swear I got a mean coat.
I'm still a playa, a confidential playa. I'm just tryin' to do somethin' right, so let me live my life. Even though I'm still hustlin', I know you want to see me strugglin'.