Search results for 'Armored Class'

Small World

Nas

I Am...The Autobiography

1999

(uh-huh)
Yeah (yeah, uh-huh)
Know what i'm saying?

Yo, yo yo yo
Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin
She elegant, her apparel in the M-Class

motivation
I’m in a higher class S-Class paper tags on that Mercedes
Higher class no escuela
Fly in packs from venezuela
Hire ass with models faces
Buy em bags

The armored vehicles, they on the street
Corporate wars for born identity
I told you it's a movie, they givin statutes
Whales fleeing water, volcanic eruptions

Small World

Nas

I Am...The Autobiography [Clean]

1999

Yeah (yeah, uh-huh)
Knah-sayin?

Yo, yo yo yo
Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin
She elegant -- her apparel in the M-Class caravan
Ki's

Death or Glory

Motörhead

Bastards

1993

the firestorm fifty stories high

I saw a hundred thousand scream and burn
I saw the armored wheels grind and turn
Universal soldier, doomed to live to tell

Whatever It Takes

P.O.D.

Any Given Sunday [Music from the Motion Picture]

2000

the opposition
Armored to be the stronger and conquer my competition
This ammunition, fills a vision that makes decisions
I told you once before but it's

the class, man I mastered the act of talking from my ass
So I guess my anus speaks on my behalf while my other half takes off and drops a bomb on the track
Cuz

care about collectible
I graduated petty drama
Paid my debts in good karma
I'm armored and guided by major arcana
I'm on I spit like a llama
I dawn with

forget me nots
My war party full of rifles and armored cars
They flagging at your service, had more class when it's honor guards
Never ignored what's

Devour the catches
I'll be on my Eva, the first unit to
Strike the angel
Armored, a flotilla, while these rappers
Receive them facials
BUFU gang be

know me?
I don't follow a path. Mind of a warrior
I'm bout to get my bag like I'm leaving the terminal

Armored up for the impossible. Yeah, we

more secrets than pentagon higher-ups
Armored trucks don't even hold value like we do
Our capital burns through your pockets
Poppin' your eyes out from

That Class Now

Me & Success, Corse A Collison Bout To Crash Now

They Tried To Tie Me Up In A Bag & Take The Trash Out

That's In The Past (Pass), We

Robbers in all black homie like we crows
Riding in armored trucks like im the president
Bitch im the shit i thought that it was evident
You a dumb lil foo

wanna date man cause he got a car
want a big rank with a big moustache
Want a paycheck like a working class
Let me clear your head about one thing now

lately
Drunk sex don't mean I consent the baby
In a class of my own, yellow bus slobbing crazy
Busty yellow bone on her knees, that always yes me

Oiler

You know better than to test me
Hollowed out my tips and I'm splitting em' like the red sea
Double down, blick up, stiff when yo bitch suck
Armored

leave this planet
Don't do main cabin, either first class or I'm sitting comfort
Pandemic over, niggas broke, I know they sick, they only balled one