Lyrics:
Unbuttoning his shirt staring into the mirror
He caught himself smiling suddenly, the Cuban
Salesgirl was near the dressing room
Calling to him "Do you need any
up
I saw what? Like ten of ya battles
You lost eight and the other
Two was a toss up
Do the math, if you try to throw
The punch you threw at Math, aw
And the only spitting they do is phlegm
So what d'you mean, what d'you mean you fool?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool
Think that you’re hard but
You
'Cause everything he like is with me
I wanna call you so bad
And tell you he's sick of you, girl
What you put him through
Do you expect to mistreat
'Cause everything he like is with me
I wanna call you so bad
And tell you he's sick of you, girl
What you put him through
Do you expect to mistreat
myself by my own hand only
Try to be this and you ain’t never
Probably do the video games and slaying
Them thangs and probably got
All mechanics in every
of life
If he's not enjoying that, well...
It doesn't get better
But what if there was a way to get that back
Is what you started thinking
Not too long
DMs with they friends
Sayin that shit never happen to them
Never said a name
So why are you mad again?
Reacting at Tim
Guess their guilty
They want
all around
By the time I'm done you'll be $2.99 a pound
[Verse Two:] Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get
He says "that's right"
He says "where abouts?"
He says "over in England"
He says "hmm what'm I gonna do over there?"
He says "well you goin' up
else
I mean everyday flat no romance
Now he's sitting at home all by himself
Saying...
What did I do
It's not what you did
It's what you didn't
heard him
Playing like clapton
Singing like buckley
Man he really fucked me
Boys with guitars
All they do is break my heart
God I can't believe it
Always
Whenever and ever
We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip-hop)
Kane's era was terror, he warmed it up
Parrish and Erick cat lyrics
alright, it's okay, it's okay
Never loved you anyway
Oohoohoohoohooh
I never loved you anyway
(Produced by Tim Phelan)
Drums- Tim Phelan
Piano- Tim
call me?
I saw him at the MTV show
and he was one row away and he didn't even say hello
I don't get it
You know I hate Lou
I really do
He won't
call me?
I saw him at the MTV show
and he was one row away and he didn't even say hello
I don't get it
You know I hate Lou
I really do
He won't
gotta speak to the mic It's a G-lock on hip, nigga, why would I fight
Do the murder dance, that nigga seein' the light
You got smoke with D3, he'll end
What is going on and it's Michelle LA's 97-01
Radio is what you're listening to first
Thing I walk in the door and right
Behind me here he is Kanye
What's up baby girl! (Ho!)
Thought I had to talk to you again, missing you (Hey, ey, ey, ey)
Tim is missing you Missy's missing you
Rashad is
to the old
We live by the code
Do what you love in life
Unless it can get you runnin' from the po-po, woo!
Now that money ain't a thing like, woo!
Manhattan
So could you please tell this court what you saw happened
Yeah he killed Tyrone
I saw everything, the argument, how son drawed, hose
don't care
I don't care what you say
(I don't care what you say)
We never played by the same rules anyway
(yeah)
I won't be there anymore, get out of my
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
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