Lyrics:
Phone a friend, my origin was lonely man
I made music to heal it, was my only chance
Flex for Christmas the Bikko boys spent New Year's in France
I hit
Smoking on a 8th just to reflect
(The remix)
Throw it on his face, got no respect
(Yeah)
I don’t want the fame, I just need checks
(BRONX!)
Love it when
No Diggity
Blackstreet/Dr. Dre/Queen Pen
You know what
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette
Play on playette
Yo Dre, drop
the hat, the bag
I push the hate aside to get these racks
The glock get a tater tot and you get whacked
I'm in a race by myself
Ain't no way I'm finna lose
In order that you might lead mankind out of the darkness of disbelief and polytheism
And into the light of belief in the oneness of Allah by their
a new stick the clip look like a ruler
Dont pull up on me unless you gotta shootah
I got a five-seven my bitch got a ruger
Don't want no bump you get
no doubt
You know
That's just how it is sometimes
You know
You're in a new place for the first time, it's just
Feel something
And sometimes it feels,
my year
I'm calling it this my year
I hate it when they doubt me
But I'm Diving in with no fear
One two new beginnings
Came a long way from only
(Shorty do you mind, are you busy?)
All my friends the same no doubt
(Summertime shine, keep it litty)
Been drinkin' all this water, It could fill
blunted
And never fronted and I doubt if I do
Cause if I do
Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew
A real nigga
Since you figure that you ready to box
You
a white man get a sun tan on South Beach
Cant out me
No doubt we the kings of the jungle of concrete
And to sell a million of it in 1 week
Still keep
doesn't matter much
(Aide #1:)
She's our lady of the new world with a golden touch
(Aide #2:)
She filled a bull-ring, forty-five thousand seater
(Che:)
Mr. Jabba the Hutt, you're fat, slobberly, no good, lazy
So, what you gon' do
Go home
So, what you gon' do
Give up
So, what you gon' do
So, what you
her mouth is
City full of kings
You can tell by how the crown fits
You thought you were sure
I made you doubt it
I'm the one they want
There's no way
By the full of the moon at the foot of the hill of life
The children of the rainbow are gathering at the water's side
They come for the healing
younger, was no different
It's all effort, taste the sweat
Screamin at the earth, cause she don't hate me yet
Slug HAS to give a fuck, I know better
MAN, I'm
and home alone just hangin
Can we go fight but we can't get out
Can you come in can we figure this out
Heard the revolution waiting with no doubt
Can we go
Phone a friend
My origin was lonely man
I made music to heal
It was my only chance
Flex for Christmas
The Bikko boys spent New Year's in France
I hit
of the kush
I got a hand full of songs i can drop
Anytime like a bomb call me Osama
I'm doin verses for couple of hunnids
I'm doin you favours no dramas
I
a Phoenix
Different in a way like a remix
I'm my own boss
Can't tell me how to live
Yeah I see my own flaws
You blinded by technology
Listen to this song
My
in New Jersey
My drummer has a messy house
And that is what this song's about
As I write these rhymes I'm starting to doubt
This kid will ever
It's crazy but I'm frightened by the sound of the telephone, oh yeah
I'm worried that the caller might have awful news, oh my'
Who knows these days
Elliott Ness (no doubt)
Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block, two of the best
Hang the Double R chain from the side of the car
Drive by and put your brains
Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum prum prum on my
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