Lyrics:
definitely now my fuckin name by now.
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
fa free.
You should know I'm not a game by now, and you should
definitely now my fuckin name by now.
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
a beautiful country
Very special country
A very diverse Country
And by the way
This government has fought for every person who lives in it
Black, white,
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
Man like me, I've been licked by a truncheon
Sprayed by gas
Beat up, handcuffed, dashed in
A van, been bank-robbed
Had cash in the bank
Man like me, I'm
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in
Earth and fire and wind conspire
With human hands, and love, and fire
Words and Music by Bill
Carry a gun
About that life
Streets are rough
Full of trife
Inner city violence
And the great divide
Black and whites
Are just colors
In this program
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
sneaks up but today
Won’t you play with me
And when the lights grow dark all
Thats left is your energy
Surrounded by the threat of regret
Trapped in
of pity
For people that fucking with me the rivals are fucking shitty
I'm primal up in the city they piling up like a milli
Multiply that shit by a fiddy we
(Clones)
They think they beat me, but I'm on they ass like a back pocket (Yeah)
Your're in the past, you are not popping
You're just mad I'm the hot topic
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
First of all
Welcome back to the stretcher
We are back
And gettin back in shape
I might release more albums
Put me back in place!
Now the world
See 'em stress when I come by
Need a test to make punchlines
Leave a mess, had a ruff time
Rest in peace DMX been a ruff ride
All alone fuck
garbage
my lung's are grungy die harder four course swash by diction in the graphd
man lord's Hungry............................................
(Chorus)
thats always by your side that you can kiss and hug
i will always be there whether times are bad or times are ruff
come put your arms around me and get
Buster
In junkyard society
We're repelled by all propriety
Humility and modesty
Good manners and sobriety
We always gulp our meat
Our coats are
Yo, what it is? What it do? What's goodie?
You are now tuned in to the sounds of
A Tribe Called De La Peas
L.A. New York collabo
Y'all know what
desert em
"Hardcore" was raw but we got more to hurt em
Firing Squad all up in your district (last album was foul)
But yet some missed it, bet they
you're in a gangsta scene
With a villain doin damage on a 24 track
With no confusion to finish my conclusion
Rythymatic rhymes from a radio cat
You can't
Okay, right, we're here live in the studio with Ricky Jamaraz (Hi everyone)
Hello everyone (Hiii)
This is the final track of your new album
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
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