Lyrics:
Intro:
March. The more the merrier. Get a couple of whores to carry you to the burial. F-are-E-S-H. Fresh to death and keep it def to the left.
(Intro)
Do you think it is by accident that everytime
a black leader appears on the horizon
with any kind of cleverness, or charisma he's cut
Deep B Boye jak Rock Steady
I grać bez żadnych faktur i mieć swego vana
I nikt nie wiedział jak robi się to kurwa w Stanach
WWA jak NYC tu płoną składy i
First off, I am everything you pretend to be
I get the ball Like Tim and start Duncan over my enemies
You take the fall, Lebron and I make it now you
[Intro - Mos Def]
Wha-wha-wha, wha-wha, wha-wha, wha-wha/
Wo-aaaahhhhhhh!/
One, two, three/
Mos Def and Talib Kweli/
We came to rock it
(Intro)
(chorus)
All I need is dick
Up in my ass
Fuckin dudes or gettin fucked by girls
You need kidney stone discharge to rock my world
But I'm
and give me dome
(Dimmadome Doug)
Bitch came through and gave dome like Sandy
(Sandy)
Got two bitches, mixing wine with the brandy
(Okay) candy, candy,
Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a ho
I'm still in
(intro)
Ko rock stuff(scracth)
Dj pooh:
I like to make funky beats and record'em
Sell'em to the top mc's that can afford'em
Back in the days
back for the street boys, I gut off the street noise
By breaking their necks on the floor like a be -boy
Then destroyed the whole program
Had a vision
featuring Run D.M.C.
(intro)
There are 8 million stories in the naked city
8 million stories (x4)
(verse one Kurtis blow)
[Intro: RZA]
Heheheheheh, hahahahahahah
So, anything it takes to fight
Hehehehehehehe, hahahahahaha
As the snowflakes start to fall
Bobby
of y'all
And if ya immature then I'm out the door
I'm on fire gettin' head by the
Harlem Boys Choir
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
[intro: twiz (ghostface killah)]
Generals on deck, what's up, son?
(yeah, yeah, yeah... come on!)
Salut this (library shit)
(rock the belt, uh-huh,
a rhyme and change the whole subject
And still flow, and freak the whole public
It can't be done, especially by a crab MC
Who came out the crack rehab
You
[Intro:]
Straight out of QB niggas
This is nas, lo
With my braveheart niggas
Jungle, wiz and horse
fuckin with these cash money millionaires
so what
determination can’t be stopped,
As we protest, rally round the clock.
V102 Woman 1
Not afraid to throw a rock!
V103 Woman 2
Or confronted by a cop!
V104
question authority, im backed by minority
And in all truth, we be the majority
Sorry man, I just go into rants
I start talking bout noise, then the hours
to the five's, uhh
Intro/Chorus:
You know the time when we rock the spot
Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props
You know the time when we rock
smoke
I slam dunk 'em like Shaq
I want to be free, I'm not guilty, do you feel me?
[Chorus]
[E-40]
Hey sluggin', want to hit this rock dowm (rock
Tann-I Browne (Lyrics)
Reasons To Love
(Intro)
Wo Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Oooo Yeah Repeat
CHORUS
{*horses galloping and neighing*}
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, motherfucker
[Chorus 1: Killah Priest]
This is Horsemen Talk, Horsemen walk
Get
[Intro: RZA]
Hip hop is all about having fun, yo, yo
[RZA]
Sword still swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me
Wit the strength of Samson, you
the pressure on me
Used to be stealin' the rock like it was burglary
Used to be smart makin' burns now I need a third degree
I got the pressure on me (Ugh)
I
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