best of what I got, ow I wanna love you 'round the clock (Best of what I got) Oh, you get the best of what I got (Best of what I got) Ow, that's right
Translation: Bad English. Best Of What I Got.
like General Custard I just lost my a-alike, and I'm takin' it hard And havin' bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards First of all, I'm the E of
chest to feet I'm talking reckless. What you expect nigga, I'm flexing, Y'all dyslexic, got a nigga twisted. Never shot a nigga, I don't gotta get convicted, Cause if I
: And anyway, I mean, oh Jesus, I'm gonna go away and interview Roland. I mean, Jesus, what a bunch of fuckin' bullocks! J: What a fuckin' bunch of bullocks
at me! I'm 10 years out of college, And I always thought... [Kate] What? [Brian] No it sounds stupid. [Kate] Oh c'mon! [Brian] When I was little, I thought I
me! I'm 10 years out of college, And I always thought... [Kate] What? [Brian] No it sounds stupid. [Kate] Oh c'mon! [Brian] When I was little, I thought I
I got it bad, y'all, I got it bad, y'all When it comes to the pen and the pad, y'all I got it bad, y'all, I got it bad, y'all When it comes to the pen
ya birthday/ and ya real name/ like yo Kane/ and I still throw record lies/ and I flip pounds/ and I don't mean excise/ I make Nigga upset when I rhyme
leave that shit alone You aint Erykah Badu, what I look like Tyrone? I rip your tissue out your ear Spittin' like I don't care My hair look like I
sick shit I'm SAYING I got more GAME than a panhandler on a TRAIN Huh, it's rare if I don't catch props I'm the Ak I tear that ass out the frame like
streets I?m just a geezer I gotta make ends meet, yeah Gotta do what I need to Shit, we all got our runnin?s now On the streets I?m just a geezer Gotta
Robert Downey Junior and cocaine. I'm just an addict, I got a bad habit, of making the best emcees seem below average. I'm just savage. I'm more than
shit so protect ya fuckin' neck nigga Not a role model I'm a bad figure When it comes to rap I got skills out the ass nigga I got it locked like a warden
I don't wanna save the nation I just wanna live my life.. everyday a celebration One day i'ma leave this world.. I'm waitin for the revelation [bizarre] I wanna kill myself! I
I did it, and it was, I tell you, I was getting hot, see my shirt? Phyllis: I'm ready! I got the shirt, I got the pants, and I got the belt with that
a plan And cee'll cut the recored up like edward scissorhands Rock the soul shack, I can't hold back Four years standin' and I still got the knack 'cause I remember when I
know I got the malibu [kurupt] I got the orange weed [tash] We got catash and kurupt 'bout to fuck it up I'm sippin' nuttin' but the best; what you got
