How much talking does it take Talking 'bout your bad mistakes? Gonna talk you wide awake Talk until your ego breaks The past is dust, undo concern There
W L O R F A It's alright, baby I can't get you out of my mind Your love is one of a kind You've given so much of yourself I swear, don't want nobody
that money Y'all going, "Hey, hey", but don't that pen look lovely You must not know who y'all n****z is f***ing with I can take life n** just for the f
If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call that If my pockets ain't obese, then what do ya call fat I wasn't born on purpose, I was unpurposely born I
in the summer we ride You actin like you never seen it befo' Like them country boys ain't got no dough Bitch please - GET OUT - but don't you slam that
t make good h*** Never talk down on a pimp and his w*** Unless you know the whole story, broke b*** Before you met me you wasn't nuttin' I f*** wit'cha
Congo Toast to progress as I'm staring out my condo Made it this far and I ain't never been a tonto EEUUGHKK!, as you compare me to a f-cking rookie You can't
Bower, no scary cowards You better check tha Y E L A W O L F Buddy I'm in ya ash tray like a toenail clip Flick, flick the cherry, don't ash on my sofa
Ball and chain at my feet But I got a curfew But baby I don't want to have to hurt you She said she want to run away with me But that can't be (Nah,
thirty keys Now check this out Dre, now if I don't move Then a nigga like me, shit I don't lose But you know me, Dogg I'm movin Ain't nuttin to it, but
i hear them screamin god damn it there goes the emineminem there aint no hittin him that think that we just cranked up but he been w them its trick
move, ahhh! Clear the rhythm A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with me? "Go on
Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio W Q H T gonna play
't strong, G, I couldn't hold it when I seen it) (A nigga flesh on me, I can't really, I couldn't hold it, G) No, I don't hear a word they say (I don'
stutter we're the [Incomprehensible] Description of my rhyme? Hmm, butter! Better yet milky, smooth and silky Don't applaud you fraud, you wasn't with me When I started rappin', you wasn't
ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seem It's the ones that smoke *** witcha, see your picture Now they wanna grab the guns and come and getcha Betcha Biggie won't
s in my arm, my wife Tomica at my legs (Ruthless), I mean Records, we got married on my deathbed I could hear Jerry Heller in the hall But I couldn't hear
