to sit there And count the tile on the floor Count them four walls And another funny thing How we ladies can get on that telephone Talking day after day about how sweet And
it I got the lyrics and flow, I'm capable so When I blow, just know this one's for April and Joe Me and my little sister, we're grateful you know Wish
how long do we shout for? Denied the airwaves, we trust in the wind to carry what we say. But sometimes we've found ourselves shouting into the wind
be the key To utopia cornucopia To a better world you go buy and buy And if you listen carefully You can hear the bacon fly Don't make me laugh!! History
big shot today nigga (word) Nigga you were ment to meet him today nigga (man I take my baby inside today man) What's up Nigga Nigga, ay, we can't realy
our respect? The raising of a fist, like a trigger of a gun. Stop and see we're all alike, and we can dance as one. I walked into the room, and she
jumpin every where at 4 am we don't care that's the way we play & that's the way its going to stay. [Chorus] year) we can party here (we can party) putting
way dessert freaks allways bring that heat today is what you shaking that a what you want you need find it where az party jumpin every where at 4 am we
Young or old it's time we loc' up and do like we suppose We killin' each other over this bullshit and some clothes We're trapped off in this world and
can kick it with your nigga while we listen to Faith I'm feeling richer today, I can hit it then stay Lingerie make me take it to the kitchen and play
a hunt Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and blunts Busta Rhymes, Flipmode represent For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga Swizz And we gonna be here
boogie, the beat A Skiddleebebop, we rock, and Scooby Doo And guess what? America, we love you Cause you rock and a roll with ah so much soul You can rock 'til a hundred and
away from [Reporters] What? [Billy Flynn] Jazz and liquor [Reporters] And? [Billy Flynn] And the men who [Reporters] What? [Billy Flynn] Play for fun [Reporters] And what
I'm smokin' on Hay, now hay, we smokin' up hay in the middle of the barn And I'm lit up, can't get up, my eyes are red And my head is spinnin', took
northern cities And the cold that makes me jump up and down I just can't seem to kill this pain today I can't afford to do me in And it makes me
bread, milk and pampers Life is a test and we all got the answer The streets keep calling its hard not answer And on my Government, my attribute, my all