both Puts an album out, and rules for part of the year Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder
, Spice Rum sippin' We're mentally fastest, head of all our classes You couldn't pass us wit a rocket like NASA's We all up in the house like cocky-roaches
in, she put me down with a plastic sack I turned my forty into eighty and that was my profit I'm keepin' my rocks in the house and not in my pocket
and his jaw, which was a cliff, well it ... it dropped thirty feet! a bunch of dust puffed out ... rocks and boulders hacked up, hack! hack! ... c Ng
wouldn't be no hoes jocking and breaking their necks to get your's, so I suppose, rockin' show, knocking hoes, flockin, I'm clocking dough, I control, rock
Step out on my corner with my box of rocks Drama covers my hood from blocks and blocks See my homie that I hang with Hit him up with the deuce thumb thang
movies Picture this, how a nigga get sicker than itchy syphilis Burn radio waves 'til I hit your bitch Christmas list Ha, I drop rocks like a fifty cent
extended version of leflah on fab 5's blah 12" Intro: Yes The name of this shit here is Leflour leflah eshkoshka The fab 5 Chorus: rock Yes yes
gets the paper black moon still gets the props Eh yo next to snap a neck be big R O C K Send MC's to me in squads of three say Rockness Monsta, is he
I'm making all the money While y'all ride matchbox, I push the hot wheels Don Chi Chi with the mass appeal Lettin' champagne spills on my house in the
sweet Marie there ain't no other That show me more than you, how to stay out of the devil's reaches Pushing me to profit, rocking funky in peaches Society
of their antennas, they were questioning who the real threat is. Big Brotherly love is the 21rst Century's plague. no matter how bloody the glove, question evidence
antennas, they were questioning who the real threat is. Big Brotherly love is the 21rst Century's plague. no matter how bloody the glove, question evidence
They said it was conspericy just cause a hater said so Now we might do time in the penn But the state dont have a case without witnesses and no evidence
be gatherin' Connectin' like a round house, from the townhouse to the tenements 'Cause all my Brooklyn residents, [Incomprehensible] heavy regiments Don't believe, here the evidence
day We're rocking the suburbs Around the block just one more time We're rocking the suburbs Cause I can't tell which house is mine We're rocking
is missing but the fraud is evident, ever so clear But you got the nerd to come around here with pounds of fear Your colors wrong, you must rock edible