something But my cell phone started to ring Now who could be callin' me? Well I checked my caller ID It was just cousin Larry callin' For the third time today My
flippin in the picnic with your little divide and conquer but my sister was ready to bomb her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my voice me and my
wait to get a date for it Not, we sold over gold Finally reached platinum status and near that is Still in the hood, still tryin' to learn the biz Jadakiss dropped a solo they lovin' his voice
Sinatra at the opera, bring a blond Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song Wrong, this ain't politically correct This might offend my political connects My
where me and my boy went Someone interrupted our enjoyment What do you know, an out of work emcee looking for employment But I'm still curteous with my
street I rap to myself when there ain't no one to rap to And to me yo my shit be sounding sweet It's like doo rock doo rock oop I chew with my group
Rap bandit, got heaven acting frantic I wanna swing my sword decapitate But what is a man if he acts like an ape? So I sit back, planning my great escape Load up my EPS and peruse my
tear the curtains down And let the light back Into this empty room Kissing in your room Climbing out the window Trying not to make a sound, but With my first love on my
we really care I hear your voice inside me I see your face everywhere Still you say We belong to the light We belong to the thunder We belong to the sound
Is Necessary/ Phone Call) ..And the Angel Of The Lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still, until
sound of silence calling I hear your voice and suddenly I'm falling lost in a dream Like the echoes of our souls are meeting You say those words, my
lived some days like A dream come true I'd give it all for Just a moment with you I hear your voice I run to the sound It's like I'm flying with my feet
in my hair, gold still in my teeth Still bringin' the beef if you're bringin' me grief I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one-two Cock my shit back and
like Mike'll stomp the head of a snake, My voice was felt, when my feet hit the ground, And fate is fair, when my heat made a sound, Now, how did I relate
on my SAT And still push a whip with a right and left AC Gorilla, Big Dog, if my name get called I'm behind the brick wall with arsenic jaws Spit poison
nothing different at all The sun still burns And the earth still turns And the winter still follows the fall I knew that it wouldn't be easy For my
it filled with a pox? A pox, how delightful, a pox If you please just a box with bright colored paper And the whole thing's topped with a bow Bow? Bow
Covered her ass up with the smoke I left behind me The metly stently flowed in my ears like oxygen Too short pulling the bass, got the hoes on our jocks again Fucking with the hooties, with