s an untrustful century So open up You hold the key in your hand Unlock the door to the future You hold the key in your hand The end of all the torture
key in your hand Unlock the door to the future You hold the key in your hand The end of all the torture You hold the key in your hand Never say no one
It's an untrustful century So open up You hold the key in your hand Unlock the door to the future You hold the key in your hand The end of all the torture
me where the fuck you'd be? Rappin like the Treacherous Three, fuckin cowards I'd have seen Dre rockin parties for hours And I'd have seen Ren fuckin
chest [Eminem] I?m B-A-N-A-N-A-S [Royce Da 5'9"] I?m a C-O-C-O-N-U-T [Eminem] Put this CD in and you?ll see The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil
got nuttin but hatred and foes Five-double-oh's, hoes so deep He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E
she, want me, we'll take a trip down, wit the homie The D-O-double-G And if I'm lonely, jump from a lil' town And it's low-key, and guess who wear the
party with the d-o double g and any double one lets bounce, i saied clap your hand everybody, everybody clap your hands, and if you came to party with the d-o
creep through your window So motherfuck the cops Cold hard on me kin though So motherfuck the 5-0 It's all about survival I leave them like d-o-a Bitch
: (George Harrison, John Lennon, Paul McCartney and Richard Starkey) - "What key is it in?" - "d" - "i could have played the piano if it been c!" - "
get pull back It's 5 stacks to a hit bet u feel that This the corner stone penalty of low and blow In the strip club with 50 grand that's all u know Shout
dice than casinos Back when Wu-Gambinos were called F.O.I. MC's All and together now crew B.C.C. REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D. Ol Dirty stalked East New York
heart oooooh, In your heart, in your heart, in your heart And I-I-I-I-I talk to you-u-u-u-u on the pho-o-o-o-one Listen close [CHORUS] I hear your
hell but I don't wanna break my baby's heart, no nonooo. [Chorus] [Verse 3: Rapping] They call me U.S.H.E.R R.A.Y.M.O.N.D, And I just wanna do right
t hold me Feel my energy, my soul so free For a half a century, I've been low key Who is he? They call him, U-G-O-D Real grizzly, busy as a bee Feel it