THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW It's like a big time decision made on how I can twurk it If hard work pays off then easy work is worthless My work
you see on TV Chorus Verse : d- roc United states of Atlanta its still me and my brother we done been through a lot but still kain i love ya. blood
land at home Well, he's a mourning star With a champagne heart at his curtain call And father never understood the way the work gets done Don't look
't my will [ Mike G ] Girlfriend smoked out and her mind's burnt out Losin weight and her legs and her stomach stickin out Knowin daddy's uptown in his work
What maybe if you do the math you can avoid the blood bath All the money that we stole too weak to take greed Give it to an honest man the money is still
head Trapped him in his room, possessed him and hoist his bed Till the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead Told him each one of his
put the orgy on hold Killed 'em both and smeared blood in a white Bronco My mind won't work if my spine don't jerk I slapped Garth Brooks out of his
still alive? How many times I gotta say? Close ya eyes and go to sleep bitch (What?) Die motherfucker die bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye Go to sleep bitch (What?) Why are you still
still never edit The needle, I'll thread it Radically poetic Standin' with the fury that they had in '66 And like e-double I'm mad Still knee-deep in
One thing I know is I'm getting dough, i'm on [Verse 2 - Game:] 31 still banged out shots let 'em rank out Walk through any crip or blood hood with his
mixed with our blood. In the twelfth, slipped my tounge over my broken jaw. And I pounded his body into the floor. Well the bell rang and rang and still
the sun Thought that I was warm like mother Lover, brother, brother, she was wrong Me, I don't long to belong (Time stood still with his fingers in his
this is my life work this shit you callin classic, I be like that mic work want you to feel something new, thats how a dike work and ask me bout pressure
Then You A Bitch A Disgrace To The Game Snitch,Rat,Tatel Tell All Thats The Same Bang Nigga Need To Put A Hole On His Brain Let Cha Start Leakin Blood
shirt on his back and a roof overhead? Tell me who's gonna dream the impossible dream of the beautiful cities in the islands genes? When your works of
dirt We at war and I got a battle plan that can work With the proper execution so I'm killin' 'em right You get hit like a deer standin' still in the
boys down, suckas is a clown. 713 im the king of the town. Im still underground, im still hoover Screw. (RIP) Im still comin hard and im still ridin
but I see happiness in the sky so I'ma keep on flying Until I find, a rested place So many battle scars, blood on my chest and face Whether I'm working