you rock me Rock me like the ocean breeze, so tender Rock me to the rhythm of love we surrender Rock me, hotter than the midday sun in Sahara Rock me
Intro: Mase Yo yo, this Mase, youknowhatI'msayin? You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich You
brick From an 0 to the ozies, that how I'm hood rich And murder was the case got me emptyin' lot of clips Stunna hollerin' Birdman, *** right back in this *** Third world
home, well manner nice, respectful young man Momma taught me well but Daddy taught me through a jail cell Raised as a prince, n Young Money then took me
stop (don't stop it) Keep rocking (keep rocking y'all) Keep on moving (keep moving, don't stop (don't stop it) Keep rocking (keep rocking y'all) [Kardinal
you be rollin' with me Third trip, baby you gonna see you be rockin' with me Forth trip, you gonna be rockin' alone with me We're gonna rock the boat, rock
it go away) For white boys (Whatever you say) She runs from the third world pearly Hurts me Darling hurts me Darling use me Darling use me
Brick City!! [Reverand Run] Aiyyo.. now bust it Never try me crimey I'm grimy so don't deny me I be Little like your Rascals and stymie to fly that hiney Buy me
and never flip flop baby. (Chrous 2x) (Third Verse: Bizzy Bone) Tossin' and turnin' I'm burnin' with different melodies words my niggas tellin' me sellin' it to the world
try and make somebody quiet For the bullshit they done to me Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that
lost page of a wild rhyme writin' nigga P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly I count on one finger, all y'all rap niggaz that excite me Y'all niggaz is trash rap, wanna fight me
threw it right back Tried to hit me wit dat curve,but ima fool wit dat bat Now how you like me now,im gettin bigger,and richer A third world villian,
the kid that be deep in the zone It's the ghost, I got to go to sleep just to get home I'm spiritually outta this world Meet my lyrics on the darkside
uliogy My mother and girl is smothered in pearls Before a nigga under the world When I was eleven got the truly dict My uncle pulled me to the side And he schooled me quick, told me
believe God hear the prayers of someone who needs You Fill me with Your peace and grace Help me to cling to the rock of the ages Every promise, every world
last pass these rat bastards They try to box me in like Cassius Clay Hey, I'm like Muhammad when he fasted Opposing the fascist make cuts and got gashes Scratches over third
I got beef I let the whole world know it So if you got beef let the whole world know it One take it to the streets let the whole world know it This the
m 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back You ever had corns on your finger from squeezin' a Mac too much? Nigga be robbing the dice game, while me