Welcome to our house we only wanted to be good for the caller Welcome to us, leave a message let us know what you're after It may seem like there's nobody
'm leaning and feeling good, man a nigga too gone Moving slow like cars, going through a school zone Kyleon, got the drank in the mix again And he blowing
That's my attitude Still the baddest bitch in the game That's my attitude Talk to ya man when I get ready That's my attitude Have him blowing stacks
don't sleep, all you wanna do is Tell the truth, all you wanna do is save the youth, Ice Cube knows Souljah knows, PE knows, they throw death blows and
'm not) Exactly but none of that matters though Cause I can fool them, with a little flashy flow Look, kid, I'm only after dough (I know) We have to blow
rocket From 'round the block doing this shit 'round the clock Million dollar nigga doing this shit non-stop Swagged out, big doggin' on a private flight Popping bottles, celebratin' living life Blowing
my pockets on swole, I'm talking Rick Ross big and now when we shop we don't care what the cost is rolling up good, smoking that bomb shit blow a whole
m drivin That nigga try and get at me I'm pullin out and firin To see if I'm stuntin, the piece it ain't nothin Royal fees ain't nothin, I just blow a
How'd did you get so young I heard that you were born today Heard that you came from The sky and I just wanna say Welcome, the world is glad you're here
uh huh You know what it is Yeah Carmelo, yeah Carmelo, yeah Carmelo, yeah Carmelo [Chorus] Yea uh uh, you know what it is Homie what it do? Welcome to
Where Lagan streams sing lullaby There blows a lily fair When twilight gleam is in her eyes The night is on her hair And like a love sick, lenanshee
I'm blowin' on that ooh-wee You know, you know, we know we on that Hello Hello, good morning, how you doin' with the move here? Welcome to the future
awaiting at the gate Til you call my name Cos everytime that I came in I'm taking away Everytime we get it on It feels like (heaven) Angels sing trumbets blow
Seems like these days the whole world's on fire Things keep blowing the hell up And while all those rubber neckers and lucky louies stand and slackjaw
Boy, I really wish they'd cut it out They wasted everybody on my block There goes the neighborhood They'll zap you with their death ray eyes And blow
'm thuggin in tha streetz and I'm rollin Thuggin by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us to the pressure out of pressure, I'm loadin, blow you
Welcome to the dark side It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone Gotta give it on up to the glock glock Pop pop, better drop when them buckshot blow The bone
slippin' up out of your game, playa Wasteland soldier, see what we facin' Chasin' po-po on the hood like Jason Casin' your set, fin to blow your station