same, tell me is this the truth Mme de Rols She would never do that! Pierre And the child that you bear is a Protestant heir? Arnaud Yes. I'm a Protestant
how I get my idea to create I'm live motivate, I keep on movin', it's been Fubu I make Def Jams like Rick Rubin I stay on my tippy toes wreckin' shows
protest A gravestone in name Who is it now? It's always the same Who is it now? Who calls me inside? Are the leaves on the trees Just living disguise
drum has you trapped like a sardine You try to move no form of escape The heat brings on sweat, stick on like tape Party's like a [unverified] Girls slim and trim on
nowhere Another day to go nowhere Another day to go nowhere Another day to go nowhere Another factory closes down Protesting voices have been drowned Just
Plus there was more but you won't recall Because Micheal Jackson squeezed up on some little kids balls What you consider...DRAMA Ain't all that, it's just
write his own name the nigger, he got the job, now he's government top ?prass? he couldn't qualify for a trash truck, I'm out on the street on my
write his own name the nigger, he got the job, now he's government top brass? he couldn't qualify for a trash truck, I'm out on the street on my ass
swallow these lies You wanna see into a mad soul, just follow his eyes And scary uncle tom hoes, I leave this on ya If you was on fire and screaming,
(Doin it) (Doin it) (Oh yeah) [The Blackbyrds] (Oh yeah) [E.M.D. & Kangol] No need for an introduction, I ain't on a mission I bet you'd recognize me
to focus on my life dream when i got the shiesty, haters right behind me i'm likely to snap, react and grab the strap put on the small spot on my back
you protest Your disinterest I know clandestinely You're gonna grin and bear it Your new found popularity La la la la You'll be popular - Just
, see what I mean? Q-Tip's singin, Dre 3000 actin God-damn, niggaz too good, for this rappin I'm just askin, what the fuck happened? I'm just askin, nigga
's hot hanging with niggas from Compton carryin big glocks Fucking em' car hops trippin off some paint and gold D'z bitches be happy to hold these Hanging
sky, cop the shit then shoot .. [Shyne] Minks draggin on the floor - bangin on your whore Suckin the croissant just examine it for flaws Pour the Cristal on
white protest A gravestone in name Who is it now It's always the same Who is it now Who calls me inside Are the leaves on the trees Just a living disguise