Search results for 'stab in the back by steve lukather' Page #25

about being defeated by the Americans in the War of Independence in a battle against us. And it reminded me of an American journalist said to me once,

I'm the mother flippin' rhymenocerous
My beats are fat
And the birds are on my back
And I'm horny, I'm horny
If you choose to proceed
You will

Nigga play MVP like a game they getting swept
I Wish I could sing my bad habits to my bitch like Steve Lacy
Boy, that shit get no play in my ride, just

corn got crash, it was done by gang
Gang's OT living with cats or we in PB in them flats
They ain't on piss, so they rap like that
More than ten been

to keep em' apart
A couple shots in, to hell again
Somehow I made it out alive
And I'm so lonesome
When you ain't by my side

I coulda, and I shoulda

Let Knowledge Drop

Tupac Shakur

The Lost Tapes [Clean]

2000

Tricks to hold his back but we'll see at the end
He's a fake not a friend
So he's thinkin' of when

He can back stab grab or go your hole
Now I know

Super dope!
Yeah, Roivas, motherfuckers

Tina's got an asshole, swooped her up with a lasso told her don't be bashful
Had to stab ya in the abdomen

stapled to the brain
Cain's an Abelist enabled this so shake the bane off backs
Proper course to stop remorse in opting for your honest path
Drop

and white suits, and black hoodies in back
Some of us got our head down, because we don't kno how to act
Trynna keep your pictures of now, instead of in

the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada

a supercharged jag
Breesh Boys love to hit it from the back
Never see it comin' when they stab you in the back
Cross us putchu in a body bag
Rolliebusdown with

It's gon' be okay
Know he gon' be free
Know he gon' be free
Work trip on me
How the hell can you stab your friend in the back? (For real)
How the hell

gave a test
Free my brother Steve he be calling me collect
Free my nigga T he hit a nigga in his chest
Caught a nigga slipping by the sideway
I done hit

with that
Still would've appreciated a lil pat on the back
But if I give them that they'd rather stab
So I said fuck this shit
Just to be around me is

wish that I can take it back
And I put you up in first place for you to put me in last
All the people in the world and I'm the one you chose to stab
How

And now lookin' back, I was foreshadowed by "Jazz"
Track three, Mercury, reenactin' "Jealousy"
Nice try in stoppin' me
But I knew when it was time for me

jam back in the day was ""Eric B. for Presi""

Rude boy composer, step to me you're over
Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra
MC shorty black,

Each and every one of those, let em know
I shine a globe, even in the dark, stay smart
Stay sharp, as a harp played by a
Musician in this position
Feel

battle cry
For it’s time to raise the dagger
And stab the pyramid in the eye

And its
   One if by land
   Two if by sea
   Run to the harbor
   Throw in

Smoke out your team by my damn self

I'm on a whole nother galaxy
You can take this and get high with me
Smoke in the air make it hard to see
THC in me

rollin' fast 
down this ole' county road
Three girls in the back 
getting ready for a show 
Guitar sitting next to me
Suitcase on my right
We ain't makin'

Stoned

Gucci Mane

Ferrari Boyz

2011

and blowin' strong,
I'm a stone cold flexer,
Steve Austin stunna, and because her man I'm gone,
Stoned,
In my zone, hater leave me alone,
Be gone,
Bird

when all the money was danglin
They stab you in the back and try to humiliate ya
I then seen it all 
Everybody on that fake shit

Know it's easy when you

with chicks in Burberry paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden (u-uh)
He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna pass for my Jaqueline