That Goes As Planned Then Safely You Should Land We Will Hold Hands And Dance To The Beat Drums Of Are Heart We Should Never Be Apart I Pray The Music
) Go (x4) Give it up for (x2) Go (x4) Give it up for (x2) Ben J Okay little homies trynaa?? diss and I dona??t know why, so Ia??m have to let them
me I was known for my macking back in eighty-four I want it all, that's what I keep stacking for Have things that a rapper never dreamed of having And
to the white man's jock Movin' out of the ghetto 'cause it troubles you Makin' payments on a BMW I know you never would settle for the minimum snaps And have
you call my name out Things will never be the same They should have never let us Get off foot in this game Ever since I was introduced to rap music
Music turn it up Baby I'm Real hot so is it my turn to touch you Baby you Look like you're buzzin on Ex with 3D effects Baby you Look like you have no
, I think they're called Blue Death Just one of ten, ten bands that are playing down here at Gutfest this year I think some of the other bands playing will
and then said let's go 20 minutes later things were starting to cook As we pulled up into her house I said I'm with you toots The music was soft and
no eat no drink cant take a break No seat to sit down you gotta stand up The record on the wheel reacts like a handcuff Your in a cage and this groove will
the cool kid While I sat back and didn't give a fuck Now rap is all I have so homeboy that's what's up Homie please back up Ten paces from the truck
t 'Cause like a champ, I have got a record of knocking out The frauds in a second on the mic, I believe that you should get loose I haven't come to tell
The Urge Maybe Do A Little Wig Splittin? Ever Been The Last Kid Picked For A Team? Ever Have Mutha Fuckas Come And Shit On Your Dreams? Do You Have Ideas
, 'cause he only climb And Jay's the DJ with the cut, move your arm and your butt So D take the mic, huh hah Say what? I will not stop, I will not quit
floor bloody towels on sculptures Machine gun suitcases, for all you niggaz with 2 faces Mass murder, should have been in San Quentin I'm doin' life to ten
Condo I'm thinking fifty eight to a state You got your crib on a hill, I got my crib on a lake What, where I'm from we like our music screwed up Uh,
wish He run behind niggaz until you breathless Everyday he makin' ten arrests, sheeit My nigga check this, I know the bitch he rest with I even blessed it, forty-dash-ten
if I gotta I will rat-a-tat-a To splatter the guts of nigga with no nuts And if you step to Suave you will have to lay it down [Chorus x2] [Verse