Lyrics:
Thinking about words she never meant
Begging to repent time slowly went
Thеre's no peace in thе damned
Possessed by demons you are no free man
11pm, look
2001 we did a lot of touring
2002 we went on the Sprite Liquid Mix Tour
With Jay-Z, 3-11, Talib, NERD, Hoobastank and more
That tour started us
times like these
We can't take shorts or take a loss
So take it from the Kane and go for yours, because
[Chorus]
Uh-huh
There, comes a time,
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door Mustang and the roof was missing
Every girl at ya school had the new extensions
Even gangstas
the reason it died
Wasn't Sylvia's fault or because MC's skills are lost
It's 'cause we can't see ourselves as the boss
Deep-rooted through slavery,
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
lightly begins to rain screams of terror
Are hidden by the passing trains
This can't be little Shane, his uncle cried
As he drops to his nephew's
Written by Warren Zevon 1993 Zevon Music BMI
Time marches on
Time stands still
Time on my hands
Time to kill
Blood on my hands
And my hands in
are Lord of all
And the worlds were framed by Your very words
You spoke into existence unseen things
Hebrews 11:4
Today, like Abel, I offer
a MAC-11 now his eyes is big
Fascinated by mayhem
What's his cousin to say now?
He wanna be from the hood that
He's from and that's one
More gangster under
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
million children are working in the sex trade this moment
([Incomprehensible])
1.1 billion people in the world, earn less than a dollar a day
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
Get on your feet
Get on your feet
Get up and make
let's get this clear
Shoot rear fresh off the top tier
What I'm about to do for you is not fair
I'm not answering questions for you that are not clear
releases this stress.
Give me the game and watch me run with it like Hardaway.
Raise the Mac-11 and see how many wants to die today.
I don't play no
Pull her in traffic nigga that’s nothin
Pull up like kane wit the 5 point 0
Duck tape silver now everything gold
Niggas be pressed that they not in
suck a rats' dick before she'd fuck
Him his brain is full of dirt,
That's why the guy's a jerk,
His balls are gonna burst,
that's why the guy's
a lot of renovating myself
Kane ain't never been known for
Limit's breaking my "self"
Club shit and thug shit, innovatin myself
But you'll never catch
of shit
Call me by my name
And wish I never came
Don't judge what I made
Unless you're Tommy Kane
Mint sour
Rip and shove (it)
For what's worth
You're
(Here we go, motherfuckers)
Do you want to come to a party
My friends picked me up in their truck at 11:30
This thing's at a frat house but
Here I am, r-a-w
A terrorist, here to bring trouble to
Phony MC's, I move on and seize
I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease
Cause
female
in the world
disappeared'
11
That's the science in it,
but it's so much more intense
Reach into your soul for the answer
Reach wherever you
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