(Blue) Sorriderai E ti rivedo come sei Incrocerai Lo sguardo mio per poi dirmi addio E mentirei Se ti dicessi "ora vai" Oramai? oramai A chi
Ora che sento il cuore che mi dice fermati Ma oramai non posso Non potrei farti male mai E poi farei male anche a me Tu lo sai che quel fuoco che brucia
Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me Because I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be This rock star shit, it's the life for me And all the other guys just
[Tupac] The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called
all (cous y'all) Be the words that I ap-ply (ap-ply) My peeps mass, karma N.Y. (N.Y) Check it out, you see you other emcees, sound like brother emcees
capture any nigga sober in a little dark room. Ha ha ha ha ha. Verse 4: rah digga Uh oh. you lil league boy I know your beats. You sound bullshitely,
it movin' (Runnin faster than the speed of a bullet) Keep it movin', keep it movin' along, keep it movin' along (Has more rhymes than any other DJ that
: busta rhymes Escape from the killer tree, yes. Everybody run and come follow me. Sit back as I reach, and I come and attack. Other forces trying to reveal my other
sound like gimmicks, y'all sound quite finished And all y'all hang around a bunch of clowns like Grimace Meanwhile on the other side of town Plate full
start! Gettin' it [After every line in verse] [Verse 2: Chingy](girl) Breakin' niggaz wit the flow Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+ Floatin' through the 3 by 4
faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound But while you debate half empty or half full It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown [4x] Your love is gonna drown [4
close my eyes, 'cause I see the sound in waves In waves, lets me stay calm If I don't lose control Explore and not explode A preternatural other plane
up this is Queen Latifah in the house Definetely representin Jersey on the love love Coolin' in the county; shoot (???) But damn I miss home [Chorus 4
I've lost the use of my heart But I'm still alive Still looking for the life The endless pool on the other side It's a wild wild west I'm doing my best
ain't crazy got ? Six train Chevrolet rolln' without no top got them hydraulics is dumpin and make it drop California to Virginia, Timmy makin it hot takin long rides in a G4
in flies Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in it's eyes Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggy eyed shit And every other nigga that rap, sound like my
a big zero as a figure I'm gonna end up with a big sum 'Cause if you don't like one jam, I always got another one Different, specifically I don't copy Tear up the track if the flow sounds
