's just like old times, the dynamic duo, two old friends, why panic, you already know who's fully capable, the two capped heroes, dial straight down the
ashes [Chorus: J-Black (repeat 2X)] I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so,
musta broke in the back window and stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats Sick sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen with
at y'all runnin your mouth again when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females in make-
the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X
gather mo' Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words for all my young thugs in jail in Jerz They made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails
problem Time to face the niggas from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem And we ain't shootin' at eachother (fuck no), that's a motherfuckin' brother So save two
man acafool my dog triple X.. all the way from st. louis my dog KG ***CHORUS*** i got my hata blockas on (x6) nigga step up out my way cause you
’s always zoning out, spacing (put him in detention!) [dinco d] Don’t ring the bell I’m not comin to class Teachers bein preachers how the hell can I
the greatest in this To hell with frazier yappin’ about that negative shit Now listen, you can try and escape if you want to But ask yourself, who the hell
Cass rules. Whattup baby [Chorus: Quan] Y'all niggaz is crazy. (To think) Y'all niggaz can't fade me (Trick these) From the bottom to the top, from
away Not Simple Simon on the ( ? ) just rhymin from Long Island The rungs on the ladder of success I'm climbin Fierce like a lion keepin ducks tame Murderin two
him in the face, run up in him witta broom Stick prick, devils ain't shit Introduce his ass to the AK40 dick Two dazed niggas layin in the cut To
me blown away, From England all the way, on up to Copenhagen, I'm wid Jamelia, and you know we misbehavin' Verse 1- Jamelia: Me and my crew, step in
s*** [Verse 3] Any hustlas in the party yall (hell yea) If you a pimp let me see you party hard (hell yea) Oh strippers take your clothes off (hell
thing I learned from all this shit, life real Rep your name till I die, hommie that's how I feel Watched how everything changed, since you got killed Two
Bentley I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough paper to deal with me Baby girl wanna two step with me, turn around rub ya ass up against
heavenly flow put MC's in hell's kitchen, ugh And I'm so, I'm so hot, hot, ya'll burnin' up, HOT I step in, it's like the wedding between Hope and Armaggedon
