Remember remember the faith will get you through Even though that hate was all we knew Still throwin food drives droppin little kids hollas as we get rushed
up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches
and i'm feeling used seems that everybody's into fast food, everybody's in too quick i want some one to take the time fine dining but i rush it...
birds don't chirp There's this nice Lady I know, she always speak Wit her two children, headed to the school buildin Then rush home and again to lit
: Come hear the rush coming out of your speakers Feel the power of the Molotov clica. You don't speak unless your spoken to Be carefull what you say
I'm gonna hit you with is truly def These are the words of a Queen of a Queendom All competitors, I simply cream them One by one, I dust a rush them all
CHORUS He's here: the Phantom of the Opera . . . He is with us . . . It's the ghost . . . PIANGI (looking up, furiously) You idiots! (He rushes over to
: The river's too wide now for crossing The waters rush too loud for talking We never build bridges for walking 'Cause the river's too wide A gentle
m gone in the wind My momma keep on tellin me there's Bun in the sin I guess I'm hell-bound destined to learn my lesson, sess in my chestin It burn but
Blacks put their backs to the wall 'Cause it was north and south A gunman shouts and everybody had doubts Until the bullets started flyin' took two men out Then they rushed
{{Joe Mafia}} I spark an L to a sunset meditatin Ill thoughts got my heart racin, chest with a mason Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats bubble humbly I'
than he could feel Yeah he was wrapped up in himself like an orange peel Now what you gonna do with the booze and the blush? What you gonna do when there's no rush
(I can hear them calling) So close I can almost taste it Worth all the wasted time (I spent wishing and falling) Now I see through the hurricane's eye As the water rushes
kick flows to put my people on another level Like it'll be for the lust (Lust) Or could it be for the rush (Rush) My niggas love when they bust (Bust
flows and put my people on another level Now could it be for the lust (lust)? Could it be for the rush (rush)? My niggas love when they bust They steady
yo' life (yo' life)? Step up, we'll blow yo' head off. 'Cause we got the weapons for anything that's steppin'. Ya will learn ya lesson-- a real thug checkin