don't know what you're doing You don't know who you're messing with Me and my boys We run this town Me and my boys We run this town Me and my boys We
get it through your head, you're fucking crazy I don't need a friend, I need an enemy What you see is what you get, what you get is full of shit A cigarette
This is the end, this is the moment when I see Why I'm grateful of your presence here with me This is the end, of my time here but forever I will
Do you want to be my secret, a cloak and dagger man? Or my infatuation gone bad? I'll be the kid who felt awkward in my own shoes, You be the girl
It's all or nothing, I've made my bed Now I have to lay in it All for one seems like every man for himself It's now or never I'm finding out These
the part of Billy the Bird is played by a flute, like this... The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe... Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All
epitome, of stupidity -- livin my life expressin my liberty, it gotta be done properly My name is in the middle of e-Kweli-ty People follow me and other
call me on my ceelier (Cellular) (What) Celebrate and pop the Don-P (Beep) That's Re that drop the bomb beats (Uh, uh) Middle name's Rabbits Stuntin' hard naw that's my
B.C. My niggaz love the stellas, cold-hearted killers Real cap pealers, real niggaz feel us Ain't no squealers, a lot of dope dealers Bang diggy dang dang
mach nine valentine aint for everybody, but i will say this to yall that used your fifteen of fame, to mention my name, that sixteenth minute regret is
"My number is 11, as all their numbers who are of us. The Five Pointed Star, with a circle in the Middle, and the circle is Red. My colour is black to
, of stupidity Livin' my life, expressin' my liberty, it gotta be done properly My name is in the middle of E.Kwelity People follow me an' other cats
but my name wasn't found I thought Bill might have forgot to put me down I looked on the board and I happened to find My name was on another list I
like Eric Hippo Sick son of a bitch Robbin a nigga in his pinto Got my gun on my hip Sum in the clip one in the chamber Its danger Fuckin with this
my start RICHARD T No more carrying spears MARY I'll be discovered my life won't ever be the same Billy Wilder will know my name and he'll call all
