when I hoe hop I kick it to the bus stop (what?) and it's goodie goodie gumdrops I don't be droppin squat but to the heads they think it's topnotch I'm skippin over every other
kiss her where she point I make her lose her voice, I see her when I want, call that viewers choice number 1 lover, she want none other dont need another
bat I kiss her where she point, I make her lose her voice I see her when I want, call that viewers choice Number one lover, she want none other Don'
' each other? Learning to give and help one another Hey hey hey now (aow) (Guitar solo) War's my Golden Age I've been shipped from the cradle to the
And it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat My presence speak volumes before I say a word I'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb Cradle
cannon ball crushin' misguided angel Bent on performance in the symbol of our label It's simple, the cradle to the grave and so fourth You've heard other
while the moms work Two jobs just to buy supper pops was a struggling musician Troubled man, juggling heroin addiction, he overdosed And left a notice of eviction and cradle
's next on the menu Mic-checka, the rim and rhyme wrecka, rocks from here to Mecca Boom shack-a-lak-a-lak-a, I got a hand that'll rock ya cradle Cream
well-heeled patrons than with his hip-hopping friends. "Who hooked you up man?Yo' momma?!" [Aceyalone] I wrote a poem the other day I
, made you very unstable They really enslaved but you wasn't able with the coke in your nasal To see you up in the crib but they rockin' your cradle
To run into the streets paved with gold We have lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so long And like animals we kill each other For the hatred of others
that ass stuck like glue State of shock, it's a greater plot that made us stop The thunder from with under will make the whole of cradle rock, hah Ken
bind Marijuana Check me bound and some turn bull panic Back in the days, I?m off the drugs like a sonna Nigga pushin' boy, kill 'emselves like no other
t let it hide Tapping into your little box Press the cry button, it unlocks On a rainy day No one has a thing to say Easier to look the other way Take
now the cradle, he used to love so well Oh, how I love him, no tongue can tell Oh, bring back to me, my wandering boy For there is no other that's left
heated, state your beef/ These bitches need to practice what they preach, capice? Rest in peace Martin Luther King, who truly was a bigger man than me, turned the other
A child arived just the other day. Came to the world in the usual way. But the planes to catch and bills to pay. He learned to walk while I was away.
There's no chance in changing Things Cause I am Born in a morning hall Silent cries ran out When the cradle breaks Broken dreams were unheard on The other