Lyrics:
of an already paltry meal
Reindeer themselves most elves feel to be our allies
Though there are those who fail to see
Their sight obscured by bigotry
Through
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Hoping for the faint traces you scattered
Earth
If you knew how much I missed you
Those days without compass, I often prayed him
Earth
What are
Never to be replaced
And if that be the case
I introduce to you
Mr. and Mrs. J
I don't want to spend the rest of my life without you
So I'm giving this
Wish I could solve it all, without a shout
Got lots of cropped pictures, fading out
Elle a cru j’étais son bouclier
J’ai tout tenté pour lui signaler
I'll do anything for thy, don't ignore me
This is more than a sick love story
Without you I'd bring a shotgun to school
And I will if you want me to for
Now, '94 to '95, innocent without crime
(Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, check it out
Now run for your life, or you wanna get your heat, whatever
We can
how to be like you
But you still didn't get where you wanted to go
When you gathered in a group and got your own show
'Cause without the source,
how to be like you
But you still didn't get where you wanted to go
When you gathered in a group and got your own show
'Cause without the source,
anybody who feel like "ah, like, you should have settle by now"
I love my space, I love my work
And I love my routine
And for me to break that for
Stand firm at the five; here's a star and a shield to support you
at the nine!
[Brother J]
It's like A - D - A - M
Prepare your mind, run tell your
go outside (Super Power)
Out You by my side (Holy Spirit)
I can't go outside (is a Super Power)
Without You by my side
My Side, My Side, My Side
God
but that junt from New York
J, we been over this shit before
Okay, right, let me get back on subject
I go by him and that's my only noun
You can wear
Ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me
Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You ain't ass without cha
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy twister
Gamesh
*Violent J*
shaketh the wilderness of Kadesh
*The Monoxide Child*
ban
*Shaggy 2 Dope*
laugh
*Unknown*
cuppen urges
*Violent J*
known by the lips
a rush
See you cuttin' up a pie, that's my lunch
(Run-run)
Run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's a honor to be robbed
By Denise's only son
Yeah,
great
I'm actually losing myself in my maze
So many voices fighting in my head
Take your time versus hurry you late
Late late late late
This society wants
armes
Pull up sur toi dans mon véhicule, tiens mon doigt
J'mets ta te-tê dans l'réticule, putana
Drive-by 1.3, j'suis sur la moto (gang, gang, gang,
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
you'll die
I get high we fly
Up the sky dark time
J's we got nine about to fry
Our mind
Don't get in our way
Don't even try
To run against us
Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the J-30
I put the drop on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew?
Let's get it
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