I insist is that you fire that cunt. I want transportation to and from every show, I want complimentary tickets for everybody I know. I want my brother
from when I kissed your skin I'm looking at your picture wishing we'd click again next time I make sure to get our shit in synch next time I be your man
you like your grits man [B] Man I like ALL KINDS of grits son I just don't like them sticky grits Word, that was trippy Whassup with you Black Thought man
waving your flag in mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up your life and act. *
stay away from you. Place your hand on mine, one last time, and kiss me goodbye. Take the love inside my mind, before I die. Place your hand on mine,
top of that, you still wanna take me to prison Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism [Hook] It's like MK-ULTRA, controlling your brain Suggestive thinking, causing your
I'm makin G's I feel like a prince, everybody wants a glimps Cause I came across, your thoughts double crossed you Still I see your stressin the lesson that I
) [Verse One] These are words for my dream children I gotta build self-esteem children I hope they live to seventeen children I feel the pain, I say
already hit the top Mob [Lil' Chylla of the Snypaz] I be comin' through rages And Niggas thinkin' I pissed off I'm itchin' to get my sick off I be trickin
She loves me. (loves me!) - You could never tell her I ain't that dude (uh-uh!) Yeah, I been to jail - and she knows what I've been through. I got her
could erase us or outdo us, can't do damage and never will The Legend in Leather is clever, man I'ma never chill Allah take a break from this, yo I love
I'll exterminate your crew if I don't like you with one rhyme I subdue my adversaries are through I'm the best, fascinatin' my names' Cool J I'm the royalty
the top Mob [Lil' Chylla of the Snypaz] I be comin' through rages And Niggas thinkin' I pissed off I'm itchin' to get my sick off I be trickin' them
weep;" "What am I without your tender touch - the hands to hold and guide me, what purpose has a puppet with no puppeteer beside me? I do not care I
top of the world it's beautiful But there's no place to fall [T.I.] For the record ay, I could give a damn if I never sell sh-t again My career was meant
in vanity will be saying at the Second coming Set the hands of time back, please God Rewind that The Bible says that I'm a sinner Then I confess That I
ol' MAMMY! Where you fum, 'rijnlyy? Thing-Fish: Why . . . uh . . . SAINT LOOMIS! Evil Prince: Goddam! I knew it! I knew it! I could jes' make it