Blackie / Big Boss RodA¤xx, oh RodA¤xx, You mustnA't fight with Dygon ! HeA'll laugh at your sword, HeA'll crush you with his claws. My advice seems
, star this a murder, man, a ghetto youth fi life, yo I cannot forget where I come from No 'mount of money can't change man, still blaze di skunk But
world finna know my name [Verse 4: Cody Chesnutt] I don't beg For no rich man And I don't scream, and kick, when his shit don't fall in my hands, man
shit Watch me throw the powder up This old G got my whole suite clouded up And I bet you I be outta time before I'm outta luck They ain't rooting for
then she tied me to the wall And stuck a funnel in my mouth And force fed me nothing but sauer kraut Until I was twenty-six and a half years old That
, the loss They told me that it wouldn't be night for long! And I'm in love with the lights, the love, Celebrity house, Hollywood parties that never get old
I gotta keep my promises to stick to my roots and not dilute cause G this ain't two colors I'm tired of seein these non rappin dancin motherfuckers "Gimme a pound, thank you man
t do shit Fine young swag grown and committed My girl workin good I had to maker her my assistant Old chick politic, go mingle New Boyz are nothin girl? Your man
Yo we be out man, fuckin' it up for erbody I can't lie man, they thought I was just getting started Keep the tie man, it's the American dream I'm just
she root for me baby I'mma tell you truthfully I talk it and I do believe I walk it, call me orthopedic Carter and I ought to be an author damn, man
Around the globe) Atlanta, Alabama (Country as hell!) Kentucky, Carolina (Country as hell!) Miami, Tennessee (Country as hell!) Mississippi, New Jersey (Country as hell!) Yo, aw man
t buggin out so far Watchin me pretend to be another rap star Through my eyes he saw a child changin Growin up to be a man and leave behind the shootin
's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) [Verse 1: Eminem] One day I plan to be a family man happily married I wanna grow to be so old that
babies, man We're just babies, we're just babies, man We're just babies, we're just babies, man We're just babies, we're just babies, man Every man'
[Hook: Method Man (George Clinton)] Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside
sell tickets Shit I can dig it, niggas gossip silly digits White kids buy it, it's a riot when we talking about pimping Or sipping on old English brew
[Talib Kweli] Yo Dee (What?) Come on (Yeah..) What? What? Come on (Yeah) "Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis I agreed, know what
in misery You got a song you wanna sing for me Sing a song, singing man Sing a song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing another song, singing man
