lets forget anything that might just bring us down. it's not important. lift me up or pull me down, i don't care. we're just two in five billion
my cee-lo! And when I rest my head it's on a peee-low! B-D-B-D-B-D-B-B-D-B-BO! You see the skills I manifest, is very thorough! And if you don't believe
drumming That's one of those set's where ya gotta get wreck or get wrecked No time flex, Heavy D is on the set, so what's next? [Biggie Smalls] I'm
get tossed in the flames, nigga [Billy Danze] You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D. From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. (IT'S) M.O.P., and
nigga on this label Mr. Black President, yo Obama for real They gotta put your face on the five-thousand dollar bill [Chorus:] My president is black, my Lambo's
s*** to live for You either headed for the pen Or you're on your way to Gilmore In the middle of the real war 'Cause a five dollar bill is the s*** n****s
it, I trip in a minute Crazy holy doctor holding me 'cause I be rocking B Sewing up like monopoly, nobody's stopping me Dig it, Funkdafied like Brat, how's
' the dick like it's suppose to be done Rat-haired bitch make me cum Freddy B that's the name Rat-haired bitches, I got game 'Cos game That's the shit
Let's get it hype, nigga Let's get it crump Yeah, yeah, yeah Pass me them Swisher sweets, let's get it crump If a nigga disrespect me, I'mma prove my
, hello Being keyed durin' a high speed but still don't tap the B.B.'s I'm D.D., Dru Down, baby Like Nyquil, I drop fever; so either put your five up
world digital Bobby, your love is so digital Spell my name, B O B B Y B O B B Y, Bobby, repeat after me B, B, O, O, B, B, B, B, Y, Y D, D, I, I, G, G
Killah, Killah, Killah The GZA, The Genius Mizza mizza mizza, M E T H O D Man Straight up, Masta Killa The Inspectah Deck, U-G-O-D The B O B B Y
Rasheeds I'ma finish ya, go in brother like Mr. Cee You could find me fucked up like the mice in cheese Life's a B, Bentley and big bills Bottles, biscuits
just like you Smokin' blunts with my crew, flippin' over 62's 'Cause G E D, wasn't B I G I got P A I D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back I go by the name of the Puff Daddy But check this shit out Four fives As we procced to give you whut
one big pull and passed me to Smooth B Smooth B. although he's talking to Ted-D Took a hit and passed me to Fab 5 Freddy Freddy said Yo! There's nothing
everybody out Chill at home watchin' the Mets I'ma tell Suge Knight to call Big Kap and Funkmaster Flex Tony Green is out of jail with a five billion
black fatigues, lungs black from weed In black limo tinted SUV's with Bill Still, world, famous The underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact remain we're Heartless and painless, it's
