(feat. Sharon O'Neill) There's a strange white moon at my open window There's a heat on the breeze tonight I see the lights of the hotel burn in the
cats lay where the hood rats be boo But Im the kinda cat that strays away Thats til somebody real sways my way Then I might spend soem days aways On
[?] Why the niggas fade away [?] like the smoke from the [?] And my true religion [?] cause gun's is my true religion And my [?] than I pull out Like I should to dare when
fuckin ring, that's how the shit go When Tyson get in the ring, he knock motherfuckers out! Well that's what Tupac gon' do When niggaz come against me
nigga, Koncrete nigga Yeah yeah, uh Yeah yeah [Koncrete] Spark the weed up turn the beat up let's get it popping It's on we dropping that homegrown ghetto
with OUT's it's like those Islam brothers, We march through your hood with a million muthafuckas. So let's get high off the Fu-Gee-La When the east
what's really goin on in the streets [Pras] Yea, yo, yo, yo Now every dog got his day, needless to say When the chief away that's when them cats want
out this new Ill Bill gimmick that's splendid Since you're down with other shit let's see if you're down wit this It's about strictly tryin to kill a
rattlesnake trail. Going to be with wolves in winter run in angry packs by day. But when you give a dog a bone, he has to be alone growl, keep the other dogs away
road to take When I'm with you, I forget I was ever blue When I'm with you, I forget I was ever blue Without you there's no meaning in anything I do
[Missy] Uhh, yah.. [Havoc] M-O-B-B baby [Missy] Wooooooooo! [Missy] Uhhhh.. [Havoc] Yeah! Right [Missy] Uhhhh.. [Havoc] Let's do this, one time baby
it's bullets, two vests and then a nine There's a grenade in a box, and that tech that kept cryin Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty as
: When your imagination has too much to say When the chill of the night meets the sweat of the day And you have trouble understanding what other people
s so normal off of drugs. I just don't get it. And then I saw John Cale. And he's been looking really great. He's been coming by the office to exercise
hit list When I see you in the street you better run and cover Cuz if I pull out my gat, I shoot to kill motherfucker [Lil' Rob] It's the Lil' Rob Known
correct never messin' up the pattern Y'all jigsaw puzzle Mismatch mess, got my J's on wit some jeans lookin fresh Yes my colors match and I ain't no other cat