Lyrics:
to the god Taheem, watching over me
White chariots and horses, get me over rough courses
While I silence those voices that doubted my ability
To rip
in this era
Life melts, like water to ice
DJ’s cut and slice like a wire gets spliced
Blinded by desire, when we gon’ learn
Time is the fire in which
I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Want it simply put? You can't rip me, when I spit for the set,
Lui$ too thrill (R.S.)
Money sign ting'
Aye, baby girl, you be lookin' so fine
Say she finna party till the sun gon' rise
Say she hella bad, I could
[scratches by DJ Premier]
"It's time for this real nigga shit.."
"Bumpy Knucks.."
"Ha, hah-hah"
"Niggaz can't see I.."
"Fr-Fre-Fre, Freddie
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
of ya scream the time that I rip ya throat
Comin' like one of them crazy niggas down Center Street
I left the game now I'm chillin' with Master P
The O
[Mike Tyson: Sample]
I was gonnna rip his heart out, I'm the best ever
I'm the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever
(Worst)
R.i.p. to the old me
Man i really changed for the worst
(Fah fah fah fah fah)
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
R.i.p. to the old me
Man i really changed for
DJ Khaled, we the best
Who, we nigga
We the best
The Runners, I represent the ghetto across the world
And you represent the hood, two hands in
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
big proof rip
Cut from a different cloth detroit made me
I came up on pac doc and nwa naughty by nature short dog and scareface
Thuggish ruggish bone
icin' like Tyson
I'm grippi' the mic and, my DJ is slicin'
I'm tired of motherfuckers steppin' to me with the SAME OLD
Tryin' to do me like Nintendo
You gonna hit some weed up in the motherfucker?
DJ Bobby be, D-Loc
Time keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
I had intentions on fucking her once
Aye just off the rip
Uh, Aye
Just off the rip its T K
You know how we play C R I P way
We havin' motion so
quinta quin ...
Entro yo soy Juan Calderon
El legendario pokemon
De la esquina a la tarima
Me adueño del microphone
Stand by la profesión
Noventas
the sound
Threw down, now scoop this!
Here we go, like back in the days
The true heroes, MC's, DJ's
The Hollis Crew, we rocked the spot
Fe-male
You have now tuned in to
Your girlfriend's favorite DJ, dJ Creep
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Want to know how I did this shit, want
[Chorus x2]
You throw Rose by the case [?]
Three hundred dollar jewellery [?] we [?] by the cases.
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It's
uh, Soon Come...so yo...you we ridin' with the drum
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
[Scratching by DJ Chris Crossphader]
Rip it up!!!...rip...rip...rip
My ego so damn big
Tyrannosaurus rex
The life u living
Rip that shit is boring next
I wasn't born by chance
Bitch I was born to flex
Dj so I'm spinning
In lovin' memory, R.I.P., he took the whole round
808, this bitch be stressin' me, I might need the whole pound
Ayy, I'ma try to speed up, she gon'
All that talk but that's the way
The side walks in new york
I simplify 'cause you might be high
Rip shit in the pit so what you don't like it
This
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