: [Spoken intro] Brothers and sisters, are you ready to dance at the prom? This is passion, this is the one, and every time you listen to this song
[Spoken intro] Brothers and sisters, are you ready to dance at the prom? This is passion, this is the one, and every time you listen to this song you
stero Style deniro, slottin in chrome is hero The Max Mil era, I pick steel whenever Time to exercise my five, your a terror Ill vatal, roll with my crime
-Intro-AK- Yeah. A-Killa, Do Or Die. Let's get 'em. Yeah. I got my money right. -Chorus-AK (Layzie)- Hey, I got my money-money-money right (Dollar
Intro:(R.Kelly): Uhh, Yea, Snoop, Kells once again, and this is for the nonbelievers, that seem to think that Pimpin Aint EZ, A yo Uncle Snoop, let's
on a horse you bet your life Mine was better and now your deader, than a (door knob) eeea wrong Hook: Ynot: So what's your name? Common Sense:
money Every Tom, Dick, and Harry want to be your buddy The same ones that dissed ya, now it's a list of First to riff, now they all on your dick, yo
Hancock instead of Will Smith Cos I'm drunk and flyer I'm the super hero minus all the chump attire And I bleed hardly Tell your idol his times up And
your fate Built Stark Towers, throw the biggest events Got liquid, armor, I can paint all dents Keep a few bad chicks, I ain't your average hero Movie
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Allah himself Man, woman, child The book of life Starks Enterprise! [Ghostface Killah] Take out the rap kingpin, the black
so we street's clone Like fresh fruit, from a tree, so the heat's blown Your momma missing, your boys are crying Cut ya balls out your nutsack, the chinks
should have a freestyle on this Freestyle? Hit 'em off with somethin Spit a verse Travis, spit a verse Quit picking your nose, and come off Quit picking your
and let your soul free. Because only a free soul can be captured by greedy soul theives. Who will have sold it to Leprechaun gold miners. But it is only when your
a horse you bet your life Mine was better and now your deader, than a (door knob) eeea wrong Hook: Ynot: So what's your name? Common Sense: I'm
your will But don't knock me for tryin to bury seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard on your Hot 9-7 everyday
(Intro) Black folks forgive us But its merely a word And theresa a lot worse things out there then words The bombing in Oklahoma The kids in
Intro: (*numerous men speaking*) (Peace, quiet and good order will be maintained in our city to the best of our ability. Riots, melees and disturbances
shots down your post You're gettin next to me, uh, too close Close down your whole block froze down Infiltrators end up-no sound You sorry muthafuckas here's your
