Lyrics:
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2
Runnin' Like a team. Well, see, I might have slayed y'all. So
for now pack the gun and Hold it in the air. ?cause mc ren has a 100 miles of
runnin
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
Runnin' like a team. Well, see, I might have slayed y'all.
So for now pack the gun and
Hold it in the air.
'Cause MC Ren has a 100 Miles of Runnin'...
Runnin' Like a team. Well, see, I might have slayed y'all. So
for now pack the gun and Hold it in the air. ?cause mc ren has a 100 miles of
runnin
I'm creepin' through the fall.
Runnin' like a team. Well, see, I might have slayed y'all.
So for now pack the gun and
Hold it in the air.
'Cause MC Ren
own two feet
I got a bad habit and I just can't break it
Something?s on my mind and I just can't shake it
I need some time, and I want some space
think for a minute
Nah I said think for a minute, no
Turn the lights out, let me think for a minute
A minute or two
So by the time this comes out, I
own two feet
I got a bad habit and I just can't break it
Something?s on my mind and I just can't shake it
I need some time, and I want some space
more minutes, just one second
Stuck on you & I just can't help it
Two more minutes, just one second
Stuck on you & I just can't help it
Unforgettable
Don?t think about it, Lt. Hunkie!
HUNKIE
I can?t help thinking about it. Last Thanksgiving was rotten. Just that food supplement pill with ?turkey?
Last time I hit the club, shit I could have bought the buildin'
I'm 'bout to hit 'em with the sauce, sauce they ass for a minute
Like my Philly nigga
own two feet
I got a bad habit and I just can't break it
Something?s on my mind and I just can't shake it
I need some time, and I want some space
'm already back for round two
This here for shit's and giggles
Here's an epiphany
Dax ain't droppin' music when he's rappin'
He's droppin' symphonies
I make
nothing, leave them
Bare skeng talk, I can't believe them
The red and white R6 I'll leave them
Ed Hardy glasses I can't see them
So why you talking like you
crawling through your window after twelve
Take you out
You better leave that shit alone or get impaled
See, I got what it take for the world to hate on me
shit ain't nothin'
I know for a fact he can't see straight
I ate that buck like a piece of cheese cake
That shit all happened over petty shit
Bitch, I
making
We flirtatious
Numbers exchanging
But her I don't get to taste
Cock blocked always
By your muthafucking hate
Ay
Tell me bitch
Tell me bitch
Tell me
Einstein in that I have a
Respect for life - in any form i believe in
Nature, in the birds, the sea, the sky
In everything
I can see or that there is real
I turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur
From 8 Mile Road
I'm a man, gotta make a new plan
Time for me
the trap and go cuckoo in it
Aim for the head
When you see him put two in it
"Girl you wanna come to my 'Hotel'?"
Until I send one of my bitches over
To go
fucker
Hit it one time now I motherfucking love her
Didn't use a rubber SSHHH
Peanut butter
Two minutes two miles
New bitch that's a new smile
Jacking that
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Don?t think about it, Lt. Hunkie!
HUNKIE
I can?t help thinking about it. Last Thanksgiving was rotten. Just that food supplement pill with ?turkey?
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