Lyrics:
hand went up
Baby now you got a roomful of honest opinions
You can take it or leave it"
He leaves it either betrayed or bemused
It's always difficult
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
a fully grown man, ain't no teen
These MCs ain't seen what I seen shut up
Bad 'em up, bad 'em up, bad 'em up once
If you wanna come and take man for
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
(esco)
And pac probably woulda made an album about you (yea)
So I guess that just leaves me here to get rid of you
And Rakim an 'em they don't even
the chips
20's for the six
Hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
And the police we'll have another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush
(esco)
And pac probably woulda made an album about you (yea)
So I guess that just leaves me here to get rid of you
And Rakim an 'em they don't even
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Grillz)
Fuck with me, baby (haan)
Life is hard, tell death to take it easy
(DJ Drama) Montana
Check the penthouse, word to Dyckman, you ain't see
should start calling you au jus
'Cause alls you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo"
Evil twin, take this beat now, it's all you
I believe people can
gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus
'Cause alls you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo"
Evil twin, take this beat now, it's all you
I
the president
Yo you think you can take me for a victim
You think I rap way too fast
Now your thinking this grime ting
Ain't the in ting
But you know what? I hear
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by
didn't take a break, my nigga, I broke
Broke my heart, broke my soul, don't cry for me though
If you don't break nothing down then it's no room to grow
thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
Bumping Jeezy first album looking distracted
Speaking language only we know, you think is an accent
The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
say, discard the pain, you finally get it it's hard to take
When police make a carcass rain, the Karmas taste is charred remains.
You know, turn your
of character that 50 sent to a wanksta...
Bitch I'm by self !
cnd I surround u like a Pickett fence protecting Biden from offensive picketers..
Im when
everything
We will survive necessarily by any means
Let no man ever hold you down or supress you
It's the 90's the police just arrest you
Disrespect you
start this album, I would like you to know
I don't condone any of the following
Brutal harming of others, unless if followed by the code of Hammurabi
Artist/Band Jaheim
Song title Could It Be?
Album
Submitted by Terronald
Lyrics Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto slick shit, heh
on me everyday
I'm like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it
One time for me, cool by the sunshine
Money got punchlines, only take one times
Take small
putting so much trust in your religion
They couldn't conquer without division
Boy you still black, I don't care if you Catholic or Christian
Police'll still
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