my ground I'll keep keep it enough, It's sky grounds Together, that he come It's my ground, Enough that be last one standing (that be last one standing
Cavarsay, Cognac, VS'll be puffin' the don-deago Macanoodle, out armadayo (B-Real) Yayo, up, ready to sell and bail, we niggas afrail (Post-dated, put
, fart I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah F-ck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up Grab the key up off the counter
charm He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair Check at your girl's house, he was last seen there
born landless Yes, it's the native son born of Zapata's guns Stroll through the shanties and the cities remains Same bodies buried hungry but with different last
little family quarrels like everybody else But neither one really got mad Then one day something happened It was nothing of course But one word led to another And the last
Got a nigga in her face just gassed like, baby girl why you take this path? Stack in his hand trynna make that last, all she thinking bout is how to take his last
cheek as she whispered, "This the last time. Goodbye." [Chorus - Duffy] When I get to Warwick Avenue I'll tell you baby that we're through I'm leaving you for the last
was ballin' twelve years old, and talking about flippin' tomorrow counting my cheese, think I had 'bout 37 bones I made up my mind, tomorrow gotti's starting to cone bought me a deal, posted
on your own words, should've watched the grammar you spoke One last final approach, make your whole family ghost Bust bottles of cham and we toast, to your photo stamped in the post
by: j.saddler - 1987 from the album "ba-dop-boom-bang" The house that rocked (x5) I was walkin' down the street,cold playin' the post I was
so infamous Po' mixed wit a rich nigga soul Been ripping this shit since this little piggy was ya toe Hope my team win eventually - 'cause' I'm the last
on (on) [Verse 2 - Bun B] We in the dressing room posted Drinks in the air get toasted, sweets in the air get roasted Promoters askin for a signed poster
dip me Balled out in bingo halls, reported skiied out in jury duty Judge judy, big groupie bitch blew me, beigen rush cuffies Blast the last uzi, ship
fallen kingdom *repeat 2x* [killah priest] A full moon glows, light reflects off of my gold Seven men with shields of david on top of they post Soft
he laid in Logical was hatred Some replacement killer came through, left small traces Engraved his chest Left him for death Left him on his last breath
Simply for lack of better stimulation Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons So sedation compensates for unexpected vacations That's my pre-gratitude Post