it (chorus) if somehow i waste all our time and if by some chance these stars wont align, if these walls never cease to close in dont let me turn cold
doubt it (chorus) if somehow i waste all our time and if by some chance these stars wont align, if these walls never cease to close in dont let me turn cold
nobody violates the Don I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family's gone Why perpetrate like you can handle my team? So merciless that my attack'll take command of your
until ya forced to cut him off I seen it one too many times, they disbelieved and they speechless sometimes having certain friends can end up being a weakness see now my dogs turn
Warm Hand On The Back Of Your Head You Got A Tattoo On The Back Of Your Neck An Infinity Sign That Represents Your Past Your Master Touches You On Your
the club (Oonu wine up) [Chorus: Elephant Man] Shake that booty, turn it around Back that ass up, wine go down Shake that booty, turn it around Back
Come back and whip your ass with it again Salivas like sulfuric acid in your hand It'll eat through anything metal, the ass of iron man Turn him into
were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead-off batter of things Shit for
Parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven
into your neighborhood And will soon give you a taste of the hell That they have lived for so long So pops, this time its your son gets shot Deal with
focus is to finish niggaz off How often do we put a nigga on So you must be the chosen one Your priority concern is never leave your residence without your
from UTFO (Nas) {Ladies Screaming Kangol's name}] {Go Kangol!!} Yeah what's up fam? My chick for twenty years tried to cut your man She tried to take
run up on me I give him a cold Like nigga back up off me He turn around and bite the police, hmm Game recognise Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my toes I
call them back National cat - let it big dog attack... Thought it was all for me homie did you fall for that? You turn paper red no cardiac... get your hand
I'm touchy folk, anytime they try Grand Hustle folk Unpleasant folk, what the fuck they arguin' plus and cussin' for? You lucky hoe, couple of years ago I prolly cut your
fresh lyrics fallin' down on time Your enemy poppin' it - droppin' dime Comin' out rockin' a tomahawk jam And still gettin' fly with the mike in my hand I'm cold
't come in here What U talkin' about man? This is not the place 4 U Shit, all I wanna do is use your telephone (Turn all that fucking shit off) (Hey