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Drop you like a tree, sting you like a bee You make me mad now I'm knockin? out your fuckin? teeth We can take it to the streets, if you ready then its
you need, but it's more than you got Cause y'all niggaz ignorant logic got you slippin and dodgin We bring to a violent halt whatever beef we have I hate losin, so you'll
I got to be Coming in first Its my hobbie So the last one of the block Simply cause im cocky Floating A butterfly stinging like a ?????? I told you long
soul You're the pupil I'm the teacher You're the church and I'm the preacher You're the flower I'm the rain You're the tunnel I'm the train Stand
you will be my queen ?Cause I know what you feel, girl No, you see, you and me wouldn?t be very regal I?ll make it real, girl What I mean, I?m fifteen
stings Now I see In the beginning it seemed really cool I should have known that I would play the fool Over and over, I said, I'd never do it again But I think I
cuz I just want to be, just want to be your friend. I'd like to be your friend now I just wanna be your friend now Now you're hanging at my house
haven't gone through what I been through Excuse me, what we've been through Meaning me and you, see I'm just like you Except I rock the mic and you work
every word And maybe, I'm totally crazy for holding on but Just cus I'm insane, don't mean that I'm wrong Now that you're gone I can't sleep at night
my rhyme, I think I'll let it show So, keep it goin' so the mic can stay warm Then I know I've been doin' my job 'cause there'll be sweat pourin' So pick
I live the life of my rhyme, I think I'll let it show So, keep it goin' so the mic can stay warm Then I know I've been doin' my job 'cause there'll be
continuous and dangerous To be facing us you see, easily pick apart, your gameplan It seems to me, you can't withstand the sting of the jab I see the
Oh Petey, Oh Petey... You're like a son to us We miss you, We miss you If I get near him you can bet I won't miss him with this. I'll cook you cake
' in that beat-up van Or two or three old cars Drivin' everywhere. Then the sharks showed up and circled A big manager for Sting Said sign here, boys, you'll all be stars We'll
down your dough Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you You might be in danger, you'll
, dude I even rap in haikus, what? Manhattan could be under water LA could be under water Vancouver could be under water London could be under water Detroit could be
