Go to the well of God Lower you bucket Draw the bread of life The bread of life is Jesus Christ Go to the well of God Lower your bucket Draw the water
treatin me like suckers, fuck 'em 'Cuz y'all are players, to run DMC who kept rap alive When rap was about to take a dive You know what I'm sayin'? You are the kings of rock
lots of retribution to do That's an impossible task, 'cause every night the gats blast So I look to the sky and ask I've been blessed by God to rock
but god forbid if i leave her Hated in my city since the day that I remeember But i ain't ever tired of these kids like Angelina And Brad, I was a kid
Investigation more cartoon than a kid video tape It's civil liberties rape, in Statue of Liberty shape The American offense make you watch for the headfake Well
Sloppily, your woman on the stop-watch clockin me Possibly I rock well, somebody always watchin me Livin in the street life, my eyes seen atrocity Undress a kid
blocks, I bring box to connect with knots So I can grow dreadlocks Maintain to rock, don't stop the rock Maintain to rock, don't stop the rock Kick it
Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan I said let me rock you that's all i wanna do Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
nun got converted to eat takin the lamb of god herded the sheep a whole flock of __ nigga do you believe yo wats poppin its the kid kain ya my nigga
as half as real They just wanna get up in you like Mass and Gill But me I need a wisdom play it like wifey Well mannered understand the kid and not
, summer time holdin' the 9, split the Vega in half Jeeps rumble and my dogs puff grass Bank stoppin', high-derox hydrolic The kid with the most knowledge
down, I go up as I blow up cause I got this O.M.B. rhyme you can't defuse Yeahhh, here to rock all of you rockers When I carry the ball, I stay be-hind
him should drive a benz Well he believes clothes don't make the man or a car And the man still makes five hundred grand Every six months yo the kid is
's time I start feelin bitchy I've been too nice, too muthafuckin long Yeah, it's definately time I get nasty [Goin' be some shit] Sheek: Yeah, yo, well
down Look at the style, let's make it a hell You're gettin' warmer and we'll not stop Weapons and Rap, go together to the top My name is Biggie, as well
dropping the sound Come to your hood, we be rocking your town Go to the show we rocking the crowd Get gwop by the thou', wow Come on and roll with the kid
up in em And then I'ma give em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna bring em into my doctrine Rock, then the rhythm'll makin the clock spin blackwards
' to explain why is water wet Or why is the sun hot Or why birds fly and people don't, well I do First I step up like (Woo hoo) They like good god almighty
