is wrong When I spit, you spit, hot, new Exclusive, Nature, Clue When you spit, I spit, new , hot Exclusive, jungle, watch this When I spit, you spit, hot , new
there Ho, get over here, get over here In your club with your girls, I'm in here with my mans Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends Hey
fucked up) Yo, I'm a true school cat, just a cool, cool cat Got security tellin' these people to move back I got two new tracks, somethin' new from
up Doctor help me out, what's this all about? What's this condition I gotta figure out Am I really out? That I really doubt Give me the remedy, what
-E A repitition of words, I been divorced Melodie I'm out, confident, no doubt I get what I gotta get when I spit I don't shout This New Yorker, Kris
myself "Damn, why they fucked it up?" But never the less I was in love with the microphone And it stayed that way until I left home On the streets of New
Street Science, you're on the air, ?Static? What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? Static I love Tupac's new record, ?Static? Right
yall to know one thing, this is my house And when I say who's house, yall know what time it is Who's house? Run's house Once again my friend not a
Can you feel me? Can you touch me? Can you trust me? Can you love me? I need you, Rio, talk to 'em I could tell how you doubted me I knew my heart was
racing like she snort cocaine I got a billion reasons you should know my whole name Got the most paper, Mr New York times I'm a natural born winner nigga New
, damn, I miss you Don't wanna do nothing more but just to stare in your face Let you know I'm so happy, you're my best friend Part of this fortune,
But lust it sets in, and crush your chest in for dust your destined, if drugs are let in Enough to nest in, probably make you punch your best friend
all we got to give Got my check cashed, you posin' new, stop actin' girl, like a fool Got the Benz on loan, Sadat rollin' by your school You brought your frontin' friend
slave. Right is bad, the darkness reigns. Everyone's on the spirit's plain. No one doubts the afterworld no one dares to explain. The leader is the new worlds' friend
my friends is wit me, make em feel da slow breeze cuz i blow trees like da windy city, let me call up da weed man cuz if i hear he got new shit we on
, drive it up, steer a brick, pie it up, supply the stuff, fly as fuck Said word, word nigga Just observe, I disturb from New Jerse to the curb, make '
the jails predominantly the black race? If you don't teach me my culture, I don't know who I am I don't know the difference between my enemy and my friend
't got Beans, Cam, Jay, Bleek, Freeway [Chorus: exactly mirrors chorus of Queen's "We Are the Champions"] We are the champions, my friend And we'll keep