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entertainer
Anything else that you may read between the lines
You and I create
Rockets and waterfalls

So rock right up to
The side of my mountain
Climb until
entertainer
Anything else that you may read between the lines
You and I create
Rockets and waterfalls

So rock right up to
The side of my mountain
Climb until
rock hard rock steady
Don't you know that I give you
The loving if you need it
I give you my word
You can believe it
Your love feels like
All four
up,
Four walls, three words, two hearts, one love.

Yeah, we've got everything that we need,
Between the two of us,
Four walls, three words, two
you find the strength in the wounds that don't heal

Between horses and heartaches, women and mistakes
I've been through more than I should
But I
up:
Four walls, three words, two hearts, one love.

Yeah, we've got everything that we need,
Between the two of us:
Four walls, three words, two
cravin', a misbehavin' savior 
America the grave for gun wavers (what?) 
The wave runners, what the blood seed again 
Make you wonder, about the thunder
At first they were cleared, until the 4
Had gained control, had gained control

(Bob balch rocks some ass)
A certain sign just like we found
It's what
"Invasion by creatures from space confirmed
New York City may be the next objective"

[Jise One]
It's the four season apparel stand guard double
the dark)
I said what the fuck are you lookin 4?
Can't a young man make money anymore?
(In the dark)

To my people in Kentucky rock rock on word is bond
So don't try at those same style battle cry
I rock the you-train, the routes that I battle by
I listen to sister shit, it til they quite slow
No
smalls a ring of games? 
But I'ma crush him with the black 40 double-L's
 
I send two niggaz back up top, and come back 
We chop up rock, by midnight,
double-L's 

I send two niggaz back up top, and come back 

we chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop 

It's four in the mornin, we on the block
Shittin' in bars with a crazed smell
Lord praise Swel!
'Cause time is eleven thirty-four when I'ma raise hell
And truly I'll react and you will get
a cold game
Played by the coldest man
Everything ya see is not
The 7-4 k
The son of cocaine
I'm a dopeman
Plus I'm holdin' weight
Cause I'm the dope
no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: "why aren't you in school? "
Put my gun up to her head
is twisted, funky realistic on the ill shit
I rock it til, bitches start givin up that punany
Pajamies, up the coochie, pass the clit, pass the loose
Wimbledon chick who rock a stick shift
Photogenic, crazy athletic, mad equipped, tempted
Using your mind, that's the jewel of life
Science is right
flashin' by.
18 gear NV8 HGV TCR 13 tonne heads hot turn it off 10.4 ohh

Home, that's where my heart is.
Home
'Cause I'm a white light electric eye,
the alley.

It aint loud enough for all of us
We'll break you outta your shell
we came to rock, rock the best of bells
(x4)

J Guavera move the people
It's four in the morning, the last dregs of the evening.
I sit and rock on the front porch swing, 
'Til the morning sky starts bleeding
It's cool
featuring Tragedy  King Tee  Grand Puba  Def Jef  Chubb Rock 



(Chorus) 

Keep control... 



(Tradegy the Intelligent Hoodlum) 

When
Yeah
Yeah

Just like bums, we used to stay
In the slums of LA, by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps
Sellin' rock cocaine on my
is twisted, funky realistic on the ill shit
I rock it til, bitches start givin up that punany
Pajamies, up the coochie, pass the clit, pass the loose
when I'm on the mic, I do serve well
And I go by the name of the Rapper Jalil
 
*Four minutes left*

Now sit back, relax, put on your head gear
Get ready