But they love it and they love it) The more you try to erase me (And they love it and they love it) The more that I appear, oh (and they love it and they
2Pac My children, all six billion humans Biggie Smalls on the planet Earth Someone help me! Regardless of who or what, I love you Someone help me please! Word is bond, I love
me I folded it in half I keep it with me Oh, you didn't go quietly Into the great white shining light You were hopped up on love And singing Johnny
Yall rappers love idols there it is I'm convinced Burn my contract, mental combat And stomp your battle rap wit a vietnam track Red and white sadaam
a child life No more doctors deliverin' my babies Stickin' pins, killin' me slowly To the President, you say, I'm a welfare fraud You motherfuckin' right, let's burn this dark house white
Could handle anythin', but I ain't down for broke So before somebody slides Somebody's getting choked I'm a no good freak, tweak skin like rashes I lose a little love
me Sh-t I gotta keep like two or more Party everyday like we won the f-cking Superbowl Chillin wit my n-gga Mack, he keep b-tches handy White girl on the table love
Today was a good day, hope I have me a great night I don't know what you fishin for but catch you a great white Me, I see great white, heavy as killer
the galaxy while walkin on earth Be loved by God as much as God loved Ghandi and Martin Luther King Be that last one of 144,000, be the resident of that twelfth house
The math is inaccurate, broken dialect, English ambassadors Henesey fifth to the lips and the blunt of this Weed call, great food, seutures, we feelin it I be porno whipped, house
Could handle anything, but I ain't down for broke So before somebody slides, somebody's getting choked I'm a no good freak, tweak skin like rashes I lose a little love
After graduation best friends parted ways, fuck house parties Now it's time to get paid we were movin' white While my niggas touchin' the H, We were still broke
Star-Spangled Banner (Smith/Key), Suite: Judy Blue Eyes (Stephen Stills)] One, two, three . . . BILLY the Mountain BILLY the Mountain A regular picturesque Postcardy mountain Residing between lovely
the house and your taste or else I set the trial date So now when I think of you baton rouge and the deep southern belles with their touch I wonder where love
me I folded it in half I keep it with me. Oh you didn't go quietly Into the great white shining light, You were hopped up on love, And singing Johnny