the whole car?" "Yeah yeah, it was a whole car and shit..." [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. la ciudad respirando (translation of spanish: Listen to it.. the city breathing) * woman repeats 3
greatest Takin 'em down from the biggest bitches to smallest haters I'm 'bout to serve these niggaz, call 'em waiters Got my mind right, money right, ready for war
I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick enough Word life to big screen Don, tapping dustbones out With starwriters like I fucked Celine Dion Stuck everything that's the god
been busted? Yeah, the man picked me up Well, I ain't got no fuckin' time to play witchu Now gimme the message} {Willie's in Warwick, doin' 1 to 3, told
The echo chamber enhance the flow with the block party Keep an MC head spinnin' like Dark Bacardi, this BAC is 2.3 Now the liver's damaged, but his lungs
eyebrow at the child, respectfully bow Pay hommage, gold studs in my garment Hot slugs miss me cause I'm god-sent If it hit me, it's god's wish No man
s a fraud than strip 'im From all this badness, greet him with daggers We more than rappers, we the masters [SoulStice] Even after.. World War 3, the war
scorpion tongue Come close I'ma sting you, I'm Morpheus' son Part two to The Matrix, I'm atheist Only God is my gauges and the clip is my church Show
want the fuckin war Golden Arms bringin the swell Somebody rockin hardcore Somebody bringin the swell Somebody rockin hardcore Golden Arms bringin the swell (Verse 3: U-God
Truth Soldier radio The _Sonic Jihad_ continues Where you either with us, or you against us Dogs of the world unite It's Public Enemy [Verse 1: Chuck D] GOD
can't even copy See, we don't play that Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad jean, what you want to trade slugs
can?t even copy See, we don?t play that Where I?m from it?s like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad jean, what you want to trade slugs
that they can't even copy See, we don't play that Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad GM, what you want to
3 passports, 3 first class tickets to the money straight flights I live by the cold war drove from round the globe all I need is a kilo, a apron, show
3 passports, 3 first class tickets to the money straight flights [Rick Ross] I live by the cold war drove from round the globe all I need is a kilo,
And when it's dark again we'll let the 9s spark again Y'all know the dogs niggaz stay moving out the fog And when it's war we ain't gonna call on the
, DJ Clue, Desert Storm New Nas, it's called War Squinted-eye gangsta, live in a skyscraper Platinum Patron drinker, stackin' that grown paper God pushed
and help you hold them hi, And I Wish God never gave the men power To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers, And I (I wish) Wish God woulda