There's a policman in me, A real animal, I'm the angry young soldier ripping sofas in Belfast I'm the thug on the street, and I mug whom I meet I'm
got to pack one Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
they meet my pop and tell 'I'm ''Drake is just a younger you'', And shawty wanna party so don't let yo girl up out the house Or there'll be shots on TMZ
and downs, Going through peaks and valleys, dilly dallying, Around with the idea, of ending the shit right here. I'm hatin' my reflection, I walk around the house
: (feat. Biz Markie, Slick Rick & Q-Tip) [Jay-Z] Course I love you.. I love all y'all Hehehe, hehehe, f'real [Biz] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
feel but I can't make you think. Your sperm's in the gutter - your love's in the sink. So you ride yourselves over the fields and you make all your animal
: (intro) you know its like when i feel really crazy, i just get on my broom and fly away, i go real real far away. Young money thatss-thatss-thats just
dade county, im the mayor you can come see look here im well known, what you say? (I'm well known) Kush by the el-bow, I love when it smell strong otherside
it lightly, this is some real shit That Hill shit, duck when I spill clips, your real bitch You not real right, you're ready rock, a real prick And ya
in the blizzard of rocks A space invader, laced with lazers and with omega weapons Magnificent 7, this cannibal mouth, gangsta spectrum Form an animal house
the key now open that door, to my paradise Now listen to the beat of the Congo Like two animals of the jungle making love (making love) like we do Shooting
pack one Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me ?Nigga, never leave the house without packin' a gun? And that's real, leave it for the dollar bill
I'm from the Southside, we act a damn fool You ain't the real hoe, youse a real hoe I keeps it real hoe, for real though [Verse 2] Listen close to the
) Even though they put us down and call us animals We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes Drive fancy cars, make love to stars Never really
, that?s covered the script, deliver cuts Cypress Hill, soul asassins, all up in the club Showin' love to everyone of you real niggaz 'Cause the hip-
ups and downs Going through peaks and valleys, dilly dallying Around with the idea of ending the shit right here I'm hatin' my reflection, I walk around the house