ever loneliness might be the reason of loosing the sensible way But I was never in a real need of communication In a world where Wrong And Right makes
your fingers 'cause a brother like the B-R-O-W-N is in it to win it for a girl whos a perfect ten so come into my life, a pretty lady let me show that
check Humming and bumming, most hate to see him coming And every first and 15th, these strongs on his life But a hustle is a hustle and a meal is a meal
no crime I've done my sentence / but committed no crime, crime, crime And we mean to go on and on and on and on [Dame Dash: speaking over Queen samples
I was wrong Well you out there now, so put my black ass on and sure enough, huh, in about a year's time I was R-A-W, goin for mine Droppin jams that slammed
trouble I've lost control - I smashed up cars I trashed some bars, I broke some bones, I spilled a lot of blood. Here comes trouble I've lost all sense of right and wrong
what the fuck you done got into I see you found your niche you just a bitch with a menstrual Claimin you a murderer and spelt it wrong You put "E" before
time! if ya think you've got 100 years to mess around: you're wrong! this time it's real, y o u r t i m e i s n o w . . . it's hero time! Yeah, hero
see you. [V E R S E 1 - Jon Young] Im sick and tired of all the questions its getting a bit much. Every button that i touch set's you off and then i'
And I can't take this If the game needs a new look, I'm between a tummy tuck and a face lift And everything I say in these pages Is straight from the
the fatest sack DJ E A Z Look between my legs and you'll know why On that station that's sockin' some soul to your ass W Balls, fade 'em off and now we
time zone" "God is you and you are God So whatever you decide is right..." * Right? [S. MacLaine] [Mormonism (Latter-Day Saints)] Joseph Smith a Mormon
and the Matrix And I can't take this If the game needs a new look, I'm a do a tummy tuck and a face lift And everything I say in these pages Is straight
R: Word D: Nuh nana nana nana, no we didn't R: W-w-w-Word D: No we didn't R: Well don't get us wrong 'Scuse me Doug E, 'Scuse me Doug E, 'Scuse
's HOV'! And none other than the R And without further adieu, like Freddie get ready it's [R. Kelly] Whatever happen Lord, don't send me back And whenever
stop it from fallin apart and goin to waste And keepin a smile off a white face N.W.A never preachin, just teachin The knowledge of the streets to each and