Letras:
Grey Box

Yah yah hold up, hold up, hold up What the fuck you want before I open up this grey box? Nicky you know what I want I want that X Yeah but what kind

Tradução: Ja Rule. Grey Box.

Play a game of hide and seek In our favorite place Find me hiding with the yellow flowers You lost it You found it All in a treasure box You must have

con, you have to trust your eyeballs Know those eyes are fine because they're mine so don't be stifled You're slightly balder now and yes your pubes are turnin grey

from somebody's room The firemen got there Walking their way up the stairs Find a man in a chair But it doesn't seem he's there With a grey box in his

till death was upon us in our face mortality and lots of things seemed futile then but love and music can save us and did while the giant grey monster

Get My Specs And On The Microphone I Come Correct Timing Like A Clock When I Rock The Hip-Hop Well Top Notch Is My Stock On The Soap Box I've Got More Rhymes Than I've Got Grey

it but I'll give ambivalence I gotta memory box cause my memory blocks me, from remembering weeks All the blacked out nights into white out mornings, into grey

song y'all can step wit' Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice But I ain't five-O, y'all know it's Nas yo Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro Only describe