's what I like about you That's what I like about you That's what I like about you That's what I like about you That's what I like about you That's what
about you, like I do, like I do Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils, See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do. Just
poison, sweet as____ the bloom Don't you try to stand your ground 'Cause you're only coming home Through the heart of fire You're home, found the
the corner like you Common Talk of New York? You Jorge Pasada I throw 'em, you catch 'em, that's not a threat, that's a promise You did 6 months, now you a convict? I
you wanna go son you wanna go son you wanna spar you wanna go son we can bang the drum at your door you wanna go son you wanna go son you wanna spar
just for spite What ? You can't fuck with the flows I bring Watch the staff I swing It's Timbo King, astonishing, I'm dramatic to the ear Television
I picked her up, she said, "Where we goin'?" "It's a surprise; I don't want you knowin'." "Will I like it?" "Of course you will, 'Cause you know that
Ruined friendships, but others replace them These opinions are poison I have been drinking them all of my life I could never replace you I could never forget what it's like
and I'm still hardco' Yo, when I walk streets you know my blade's a little sharper Fuck Peter Parker, I cross you like a magic marker Everytime I hit I
boom! Stop them! stop them! stop them! hey Someone life will done I don't know what they wanna do People of di world in you better be true And hail Selaise
you can get whatever you want So you lie and you try to play me Say lady, you're cold, you're poison to me And I know Do you remember you used to say
regrets But I'm about to break a sweat I'm freakin out It's like a poison in my brain It's like a fall it blurs the sane It's like a vine you can't
you handle us fragilly Growin' inside your mind like a tumour Spreading in your head like a rumor Venomous! I'm from the underground, I take care of business What
X) [B-Real] Let me tell you what happens when you squeeze, you're juiceless You can't get loose, so now you're useless Can't feel the funk so I guess I
long Over martinis The company laughs "We don't owe you one damn thing." But what about all these fainting spells? How'd you like a lick From my open
what? I see you (so what) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Bitch what? I see you (So what) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on
for peace among brothers Kill a black man? What? Yo, what are you retarded? Tell em, Hump Yo, do you work for the Klan? Do what you like Unless you like
around my opponents, you don't Sometime's I just play possom, Like I'm asleep that's awesome I'm like a sleeping Giant, and when I awake I'm like Dre I
