Verse 1: Wakes up in the morning and he crawls out of his bead tucks the G.I. Joe sheets in and heads straight for the t.v. set up late from the night
Verse 1: Stop I don't want to fight there's nothing to argue I know I'm rite don't tell me the things I shoud do I know what I want and I'll get it
Verse 1: She wakes up to the sun break tired from being out late headache still baked knows not where she is body feeling sore from the floor she is
troubles in the wind the times as good as any and were not getting any younger if we don't leave rite now we may not get a second chance I've got
Verse 1: Pardon me for a minute of your time I can see things revolve aroundyour world your a very busy girl still I was hoping you might try real
(man) Hey, nigga, gimme some of them water and chip's, shit (other man) lock 'em up, nigga, lock 'em, bullshit (man) hey, look, nigga get out there, nigga
, two and My rhymes have been written, not to be bitten But as it seems, some suckers keep forgettin' The rules about rappin' but that's alright 'Cause in the next 5
of two shiritori matches: the first one features maki-chan and the two kids from ugo-ugo lhuga. the second one features other characters from the programme
pain, Will leave you stained Welcome to the other side They said it never rained You'll never win a game Where the rules always change First a college
only have ourselves and each other. They have their order and those who impose it. We only have ourselves and each other. It is easy to dismiss those
but me Oh, yeah, Pac an' B.I.G., R.I.P. But if you ain't feelin' the same way, press 'Eject' I'll even give you 5 seconds Yeah, Tabasco, yeah The wait
homegirl photobook to be full of 'em I'll be the gossip for ya block When y'all explain to each other how I creep with the glock The 4 5 nigga did the
impose it. We only have ourselves and each other. They have their order and those who impose it. We only have ourselves and each other. It is easy to
tryin' they say they know God , but by they deeds they deny' em. 1:5-9 are the type of cats we wanna pick, for leadership within the church them other
ya bow wid ya 12-guage [Verse 2: Baby S] It's time for me to do this shit for all my years hurtin' See these other niggas bustin' raps that ain't workin
flames now, ooh, the humanity" (Live radio account of the fire and crash of the German airship "Hindenburg." It happened 5/6/37 on the eve of the Second
