MICKEY/EDWARD THAT GUY THAT GUY MICKEY I WISH THAT I COULD BE LIKE JUST A LITTLE LESS LIKE ME EDWARD LIKE THE KINDA GUY I SEE, LIKE EDWARD/MICKEY THAT GUY THAT GUY
Translation: Blood Brothers soundtrack. That Guy.
convict's Bomb ticks, my heart beats as I rhyme over hard shit Watch this, the nigga that you didn't think could do break through with the rhythm that
to deny me my proper juice E.cuts the records and the yellow nigger gets loose No static,just much respect Truck my Rolex when I cruise the projects A fly brother that
forte, not off of gun play Hostage taker, I killed my brother with a salt shaker He tried to short me a buck What the fuck? A nigga that lies is a nigga that
than friends? Let's be more than friends I think you see me as your plaything Your Friday to Sunday thing I'm not your weekend love, your secret fuck Brother
days since that awful brawl They still haven't got the blood off the wall It's been three days since the bitter feud Between the KKK and that gay Jewish
in the snow Blood has the brothers pulsing with envy Heading for the finish line Two rented brothers, their faces keep changing Like these feelings that
on track like {?} tune Hip-Hop, I need her back on the beat That's why I'm blood, even my underwear brief That's, me, I'm, street H.N.I.C. rip shop
beeper The word death, stamped that, it's on your chest Yo, you bullshit, my click thick, kid, we pull shit Grip tight, illegal life, aerolight Thug blood, the same blood
One time I met Slipknot, I stabbed their ass Stabbed them all in the face, that's why they wear masks My little newspaper truck runs on a tank of blood
blue, Jack and his crew The guy's authorized beat down for the brown Man to the man, each one so it teach one Born to terrorize, sisters and every brother
i got fans like cat castro, that'll boost my cash flow MTV completely we sick of it, won't give a bit Just look in my eyes, and my blood and my ligiments
. Cool J style, what? This ain't on a pop tip Check it out What is a panther? A animal that kills I'm like a shark with blood comin' out the gills You
Smother your clan! Sever your hand and your legs And mail your brother your heart, and send your mother your head! [Swift] I'm the only one, you bitch, that touch ya Type of brother that
An Irish guy walking through a field of green Whistling one of those Irish jigs And a woman walks up and says "Manly yes, but I like it too" Then the guy
How much you're affecting me [CHORUS] When you think of him I'm thinkin' of the other guy I'm in love to He's constantly on my mind If you weren't shared by blood
school I've got dawgs up north I've got dawgs down south I've got dawgs that'll smack blood out of your mouth then lick they hand it's the Darkman brother