time Don't look down I'll show you another way out Don't look down on me for what I've done to myself Safe and sound it seems, didn't sound so safe
[Hook - 2x] You niggaz ain't real, you niggaz ain't real You niggaz ain't real, that's real [Big Tuck] You niggaz ain't real, real niggaz know that We
of Queens Now you looking at me like what does that mean It means I crush you and every coward in between For sounding like girls with them sweet sixteens And I don't
You gettin' revenge but nigga mine will get you cursed So please don't fuck around with me 'Cause my dogs will bust around at he Whoever obsessed, me boy, don't
Now take a hike with that slayed-up heart Girl, you don't know if you're comin' or goin' Look at your face, your jealousy's growin' and showin' Don't get mad, you don't
now Then we can go down to the beach As the Florida sunshine comes out Ooh, where's the popcorn? The soft drinks and the fudge Ooh, don't worry, they
I'll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud I've seen to much of life so the sea is my wife And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my
you play in you car Drive to, cry to, blow that star Tiger Woods is 10, strokes under par So, tell me how far you could get At the superstar sideshow? That ain't it Don't
mum from young and you're scarred But understand, I love you and I need you And if you don't breathe, I don't wanna breathe too Mama don't leave, I don't
time for mine, Revenge and Rage controls my body Your tears are running down But it is only fitting that You're the hunted now So I'll hunt you down with
down (Chorus: repeat 3X) This is the Dance! You don't wanna be late 'cause the moment won't wait betta get ya shit straight This is ya Chance! You don't
all niggaz ain't gon' do shit, soon as your crew spit My tool spit, metal to your side, watch you lose hips And I ain't want to take it there but fuck
it down Tell me what you need You've got to lay it down Get up, up from your feet you know I get it down You wanted sorrow, want it sweet Daddy always
on the mic is attractive I can make a quadriplegic hyperactive With lyrics of friction causing mics to spark My style couldn't be bitten by a shark MC's don't
don't see why I got to (You need a boss to please) Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, you're late Yakety yak, don't look whack, Nellie, you're a heart attack
Tell shorty I need her Tell shorty not to cry My love for her Will never die Bridge Please don't tell my shorty why Please don't tell her it's
parts. You gotta speak the speech like I pronounced it a?? Don't rush it, don't milk it, don't drag it, don't bounce it. I mean, do it trippingly on