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Cross over the river the gold is waiting And it's years since the colour I've seen And it's no use just sitting and Lady Luck blaming I'll
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the flower that shattered the stone album, and has also been released on the stonehaven
skills That's a gift, it's real Get ill, what you spit Got the power to uplift a hill I wish I could talk to Lauryn I mean, excuse me Ms. Hill
let Michael Jordan be my stylist I'll rock one of them baggy ass Tracy McGrady suits I've been poppin' since I was 5, that was in '82 Believe that,
[Chorus: x2] D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P. I'll take ya D.E.E.P. You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page
Greetings, earthlings, take me to your leader (ooh shit!) D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let
album went gold, So you mad at me, Cause my first joint went triple P, and no matter what I do, When I step in the tube, the girls they love me, Only
the poor And after all you can say you saw Cypress Hill, stompin once more I play it by ear, I love to steer The fifty-seven Bel Air from here to there
briefcase And we're taking cutbacks somebody gotta get dropped Capital investments by sequence automatic mechanical problem secure Space investor,
I'll come wack when LL loses the hat Better yet, catch me wit Feds when Jordan grows dreds I own scissors for clones, kill mics and mega-phones
come because for that liquor I'll be charging And take down these directions It's right past the intersection Make a right at the light It's
Jordan 'em Number one albums what I got, like four of 'em More of them on the way, the 8th wonder on the way Clear the way, I'm here to stay Y'all can save
A little league in the time that I'm so free It's snow days Midachellow park with a sledge in the hills and were flying through oak trees It's the kid who
am just so excited for this album I think this album is definitely your baby And it’s definitely gonna be heard by a lot of people And a lot of people
real. I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. Said everybody Shine. See'mon." It's not luck that I'm sittin' here Spittin' for y'all. Preeld in by
infectious, give me 10 seconds I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas It's funny how wasn't nobody interested 'Til the night I almost killed myself in
the cool in you Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton And I'll dissect you like a fraction Oh, you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like
Build a better prototype, you lookin' like a mop And I'm lookin' for a floor to wipe I heard your album man if thats what you call it Another gangster
in stereo, About the pimping game, that you should know. But if you don't, it's alright. 'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night.
Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse You stupid muthafucka Now that you got the album What the fuck are you gonna do with it Bitch
you could run that shit back And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound And that
of street smarts So here you go retards Come hit this bulls eye I’ll give you three darts One, my last album flopped Two, it wasn't my time Three, my fuckin'
Dru Hill and a little more ill (Hey Keith, we want you to be ill) Leave me alone, leave me alone! (Politics, politics..) Leave me alone, leave
I got Statik's Jordans Yeah, Lucky 7 huh, yeah I'ma keep it me and keep the camera close Six months, back in the unit, that nurse look like Amber
(Spoken by the Gangsta) Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away Dirty boys dedicate this