-hop greats, youknowhatI'msayin'? Big Daddy Kane, KRS-One, Kool G. Rap, Super Lover Cee Biz Markie, Heavy D, Lady Kazaam, Special Ed Slick Rick, Lakim Shabazz, Queen
I don't care about nothin' else except my girl {My Girl} Not myself, no one else, just my girl {My girl} You bring life to my world, you give me strength to go
My stripes show like regiments, military intelligence Murder game, I leave no evidence, credentials Go ask my pre-school, even talk to my old principal
dissed Queen's bridge Let me show y'all how to bury the hatchet The Blastmaster, with the Black Bastard, a classic This is one for your dome Niggaz must
you go a little higher When I grab the wire of the mic And get hype, I'm sorry you sound dot Cause I roll like the homicide squad You must be broke
did? Yeah, right Bash, went the first, smash, went the next one What about the third, he started, he started to run But to his surprise, his feet must
each Now how that sound? Try to stop me from sayin' what I want to say My funky rhyme I never quit until the break of day Now here we go as I flow and show
show begins?" He moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs Lily had two queens
quite a haul In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground For one more member who had business back in town But they couldn't go no further
you together, shit, we gon' collect the vibes Exercise and go where we wanna go, stay fly Sho' and original, turn up your stereo 'Cause here we go, here we go
She looked at me and smiled and said "You have plans for the night" I said, "Hopefully if things go Well, I'll be with you tonight" So we journeyed to her house One
a Fiat Panda - now a lime green Cadillac. Guess my story goes to show not all the 'devils' own' dig black. I know there is a price I must pay for my
must understand Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a, hoe Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo Brown skin woman you a queen and not
control There's a fire within my soul Just one look and I can hear a bell ring One more look and I forget everything, w-o-o-o-oh Mamma mia, here I go
Save all that cryin? for the queen Go back to the motherland Have your mama hold your hand If you eat your eggs with runny beans Save all that cryin? for the queen
If you decide to put your hands On my fucking light Like the cigarettes I light You must burn, you better learn From the pro Who rock shows after shows
I hear a lotta talkin' niggaz must be mad at banks But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as banks Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We
do? I go A.W.O.L. Adrock's in the house, whatchyu gonna do? I go A.W.O.L. When MCA's in the house, whatchyu gonna do? I go A.W.O.L. When Hurricane'
