flame, so out the game I slid So now I'm into makin' hits wit my men I hustle wit my style, cook up works wit my pen Mr. Cheeks represent in the gutter
miss me My renaissance, my brother's light eclipse me My rough callous feet stomping on these city streets Fuck that turn the other cheek Unless you
Picture a life where black babies can survive past five But we must have hope, quotin' the reverand from the pulpit Refuse to turn the other cheek we
cheek They name's plug two And from the soul I bring you The daisy of your choice May it be filled with the pleasure principle In circumference to my voice About those other
, yeah, just clap with us It's B. McKnight, yeah yeah And Rio Yellowman winans, just clap with us See real men know what they really want Mr. Cheeks,
ya laugh and giggle While I insert my inner self up in ya tender vittles A hot pocket Snoop Dogg told me to stop it He heard me in the other room bangin
make ya laugh & giggle While I insert my inner self inside ya tender vittles A hot pocket snoop dogg told me to stop it He heard me in the other room
a buck Who gives a fuck I'm smokin' boom and the whole nine I gotta see what's going on But by the time I reach the hospital They tell me Mr. Cheeks Renee
kick of a mule To my way of thinking it took a pure fool To turn the other cheek to that lumberjack But that's what he did the Reverend Mr Black Wellhe
this is how it is, I'mma teach y'all nigs the biz While you claim to know the street when there's a barrel to your cheek Y'all niggas crying like you
' of rhymes that makes my quarters nickels plus my pennies and my dimes stack Don't be lookin' for trouble it be finding me Try turning the other cheek
to fame. It's sure to put most any other dance to shame. The Turkey Trot, the Bunny Hug, the Tickly Toe, will be forgotten when we start to go. Mr.
. All: In shiny shirts and tiny shorts. Gay or foreign fella? The answer could take weeks. They will say things like "ciao bella" while they kiss you on both cheeks
BROTHER That's all it will be: talk, talk, talk! COALHOUSE The law's the law. The law's been broken Why should I turn the other cheek? What about justice
knahmean We going to do it [Verse 1] That's why I miss you much Your laughs lips your touch All those things we shared To show each other we cared Candle
[Mr. Cheeks] Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance Throw them shits up (Throw'
' goin' on up in here that ain't right Now man to man, I can understand They like to stress a brotha out, man we cuss each other out But you crossin the
you do Dare to be stupid Take some wooden nickles Look for Mr. Goodbar Get your mojo working now I'll show you how You can dare to be stupid You can turn the other cheek