you do. It's three words in every language, it's three words in every language. It's three words in every language. It's how much, I love you.
It said, "You look like the type that, know what you like" I could tell by the je-wels you go for the ice Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows
hat to the back, Kangol, no maybe 5 Soul Not no bootleg treat, you get from 52nd Street, word up Word to life, word is bond, word to God I'm like the
house of horrors You born in a barn? Shut the fuckin door You see, damn, cause I'm about to scare you ...Okay now I dare you Close your eyes, open up
it) Yo, I'm a gangsta 'cuz I do gangsta shit Matter fact from now on call me Gangsta Kiss You already know I handle my business Slay you then your man before
they go You [Incomprehensible] lied to me, what did they see? I just lost control, had to let you go I cry but slowly you try, so slowly you die Buried
you really saying? (do you think she's listening?) what are you really saying? (do you think she's really listening?) what are you really saying? (do you think she's really listening?) do you
that will slake any fever, cures to convince you though you be an unbeliever now... Laugh - would you? - at these seeds of mine. You question
don't stop. If you wanna come and drop a lyric, there is no top. But if you had it, you still couldn't rhyme You still couldn't write (nah) in beat to
just before you graduate You raise your hand And stand up straight And everybody has to wuoth That zippy Hippy-cratic Oath. You swear to God to heal
to the same english words. At first these words seemed quite meaningless to me, but IMHO they describe *great* the feelings and things you have in your
'm gonna show you how the west coast smacks kids (Yo) I rhyme, it swells, so the hell with a (Wack dis, generalizing) Dissin' before you've ever seen this So you
PASSARINO Your young guest believes I'm you - I, the master, you, the man. DON JUAN When you met you wore my cloak, with my scarf you hid your face. She
m gonna show you how the west coast smacks kids (Yo), I rhyme, it swells, so the hell with a (wack dis) (Generalizing), dissin' before you've ever seen this So you
it... [Verse 1] Yo, I'm a gangsta, cuz I do gangsta shit matter fact from now on call me gangsta Kiss you already know I handle my business slay you then your man before
If you wanna come and drop a lyric, there is no topic. But if you had it, you still couldn't rhyme You still couldn't write in beat to dis time So you
that, it was you who was irregular Soldier soul for some secular muzac that's whack Plus you use that, loop, over and over Claiming that you got