crunch, This for my dog niggas that eat cats for lunch Im hungry like I aint trapped in months So nigga actin stunt my glock packed a punch Or have em
: [Napoleon Talking] Life... What the f**k is life for ni**az like us? Been waking up to another muthaf**kin' day I'm the type of soldier, A ni**a that
time of a Mormon kid's life is his mission A chance to go out and help heal the world, that's my mission Soon I'll be off in a different place Helping
mine the day I seen her Got a big mouth bass On the line It's time for me to retrieve her And go get her like a wide receiver But we don't play no ball
, Andre? [Dr. Dre] Oh for sho', check me out It's still Dre Day nigga, A.K. nigga Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot Cause when I frequent
smoother when I manuever, dope like Cuba Got em jumpin {*King T starts speakin, indecipherable*} [King T] I'm comin "Straight Outta Compton" with a loose cannon Smoke big green
fork in the road and went straight. [Eminem: Verse] See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day
throw away rhymes Pick a batch I live for the love of rap You crazy? I've made beats for Jay-Z Capri page me If you need a beat You Canibus then its
left, we climb up the mountain of human flesh, to a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life. A young figure sits still by a pool, he's been
On a cold winter's night His song is on the breeze Where the moonlight paints the frost Upon the robin's song He's come a-calling for us all Now the
fork in the road and went straight [Eminem] See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints
time, Scarcely three weeks and a day, When death, cruel death, came hasting along And stole those babes away. "There is a King in Heaven," she cried "A King
a quarter to nine I was told to peel a cap on the other side Yo, young and dumb, full of come up, a baby loc I gotta put in work for the hood and that
blame her? Shoot, I'm just that dude that kick bars for a livin Get rich and trick, collect cars for a livin Houses on hills, with Great Lakes in the
, keep a place for me kid Ain't nuttin changed -- still _Party and Bullshit_ We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme sickest For every hit you
balancing with life's atrocities hoppin' in v's, knowin' some day I got to lead properly high up in a five realizing the price paid for this life laid
: Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby.. Verse 1: (Ruk) <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a>