souls with all you know Show us that in your eyes we are all the same Brothers to each other In this world we remain truly brothers all the same Give
when you rise down and gone, just remember that I know you and you know me I know you and you know me I know you and you know me It's the sobb story
rap I'd be saying this here in country music. We be no stars, imagine B-Boying over acoustic guitars, Not the sixteen bars. FEEL ME! The art of sampling as well as
is to copy the hot nigga and start soundin the same now you tryin to be heard but your shouts in vain cuz you drowned out by the buzz thats surroundin
pen like never before, I'm breaking 'em G Not to mention I got the world screaming free Pimp C So soon as you make parole and they open the doors You
told you before that my record was a hit But you just laughed like I was some kind of kid Now don't you regret what you did?" "I wish you'd get off
cooked up, if money's comin give you it moist And don't be scared to die, I aint give you a choice Niggas'll try to kill you 'cause of what they think you
lil' kim] What you niggas want Wanna talk slick Wanna do shit, try shit, new shit Who you fucking wit' You and your weak clique Bitch you creep wit' got you
over a beef And if my teachers could see you now They'll take your head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow You ain't humble, you mumble jumble Your
that's a fact, I'm a Libra y'all 180 degrees but not that hot So whether or not you find the answer is really not the plot (Really not the plot) Because
down so you might as well admit it And if you're talkin' shit then you might as well quit it The Mexican gangster having an oh W having fun By the night
, bless them that curse you Do good to them that hate you And pray for them which despitefully Use you and persecute you" This goes for them terrorists
, if you fell in love with me Exactly how would you let me know? First thing, I could never love you You sound like a little witchy bitch, fuck you But
2, if you fell in love with me Exactly how would you let me know? First thing, I could never love you You sound like richy bitch yo, fuck you But if
tell you that I like the way you make your tities shake, And if you lost a lil weight you'd look like Ricky Lake. FUCK THAT! You'd be jackin me quick
in my hand Not even the feel of steel You will not take my child... [THUY] You don't know how to kill [KIM] I have no other choice What I must do I
is a constant reminder of the Evil these men do, struggle contend you Lord, what you got your boy all into I must be mental, I must by psycho Crazy deranged