you're proud, real, real, real, real, proud and you've got lots of friends in heaven 2 it's always better when you're c l e a r a coat is too warm in
pad, mijn weg, mijn traject Ik laat die motherfuckers zien wat voor schijt ik heb Ik breng m'n stijl perfect, heb nooit een rijmgebrek Yes-R voor altijd
(Squire) Loneliness is a pow'r that we possess to give or take away forever. All I know can be shown by your acceptance of the fact there shown before
moppin the floors With them, I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on droppin' the torch And it won't be, long 'til this sport is O V E R, just blazin'
So how you glitter at Christmastime Wear your spots your own way be a Cheetah everyday Give me a C (Christmas with Cheetah) H (Help all your sisters) R (Respect each other
'cause I know these ain't no hoes you fuckin' with. Touched down and got with the realest niggas in the town. Now look who's in the Suave House, yes
the first look Got money on the books And we got the dollars for Impalers And the Thumpers and the Hummers And I'm throwing out the other figgas Yung B E R
should, you oughta be with me You oughta be with G Can't you see, you oughta be with me The G E R and the A L D, the L E V E R and the T And you really
Oh yes, I'm that master rap I'm the cold cap (echo) I'm what you know, ask Rapping Beyotch, beyotch 2 times baby, one time more Give it one more for
do The girl the other day just block up Too $hort baby might just walk up To me and she had to act Too $hort sews the rap When I told baby all yes I am
Said his manly man would come out With his gangsta ride his turn back side Out like Jessie Jackson in a land Where game that controls the lane Yes the
, you're smart enough to be a doctor or a lawyer But fuck that, them jobs are boring And footie's getting dry like raving But shout out to Craig, he's some other
cut your hair And the blood is red instead of sellout green This is not the music for an R n' B mind This is flower intertwined with a vine In other
good My head is bouncin, cruisin through my neighborhood But this ain't pop though, R&B or disco Reggae or calypso, that's playin in my radio It's that funk yes
that we're rhyming on the funk Now, we would like to ask you have you ever heard this style before' You gotta say no, 'cause there ain't no denying And if you say yes
are so ghetto, yes, we are rock and roll Yes, we are so ghetto, yes, we are rock and roll Yes, we are so ghetto, yes, we are rock and roll Yes, we are
