peelin a man with no feelings TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets Bury you dead and look ahead A man
: [Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background] Hey pass that nigga, we gettin' high Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man 50 can
I don't have to ask ya When I come out, you won't even matt-ah Why you act dumb like ughhh, duh So you act dumb like ughhh, duh And the drummer boy go
the ride you'll take is evident You'll never get ahead so it's irrelevent (relevent) [Chorus] [Wish Bone:] Baby girl can sing, she thick, man I think
was saying huh? You forgot every motherfucking dog will have its goddamn day huh? Well go ahead keep on laughing Go ahead, keep on acting scandalous, And watch how a real man
man in this, in this parable, the mule, or the person holding the carrot ? No, the woman is the, is the mule. Chasing something that somebody's holds her way. Constantly chasing her man
ain't gonna hate on me, don't tell me nothing Heard you lyin' on me, little man, better tell the truth I'm not your girl, but I am still ahead of you
more Hoping you don't have no more [Chorus] Rolas in progress, Lil' Rob the sick one Got so many styles homeboy, go ahead and pick one I've got plenty
more Hoping you don't have no more [Chorus] Rolas in progress, Lil' Rob the sick one Got so many styles homey, go ahead and pick one I've got plenty
your gonorrhea [Lil Wayne:] Man I?m so tired of ballin I sleep a lot now I?ll let my goons rush ya like Moscow gun at ya eyebrow pow pow man I ball hard
just want some paper like a fucking trash can Life is a maze so how's it hanging Pac-Man? I seem to amaze, as well as advance I'm so far ahead I gotta
do is just take a twenty four hours out of your life, think about all them dumb things that you just go right ahead and do, when you know damn well you
that bitch ain't workin over there look at Sally man [voice] Yo man bitch got a sweet ass, niggaz is clockin her y'know CRAZY DOLLARS [Kool Keith] Man
I, don't feeeeeeel you Nigga you, invade, my spaaaaaaace [Xzibit] YEAH! Blacked out, tatted up, let's go, saddle up I'm alge-ballin, dumb niggaz cain
speakin the opposite of Carribean in Tropolis poppin my z-z in true clocker from welfare recipiants type of a crispy an anamalisitc Tupac-er my race Caristian Jedi rhyme the way I spits ahead
here on these motherfuckin' streets nigga Especially these fuck ass industry niggaz mayne Nigga we been doin' this shit since ninety-five Last time I checked I was the man
