is always gonna be there, it's gonna have to be me. On dirty silent city streets. On empty rainy rural roads. In all your lonely bedrooms, and all your broken homes. We all go down together
one all together you know let it go let it go let it go B bratz style we'll be bringin R rythym to be singin A always keep it real T together is the
Ice Cube] I'm a Nigga Wit an Attitude thanks to y'all And I don't give a fuck I keep it gangsta y'all I'ma ride for my side in the C.P.T. God bless the
space Daydreaming I quietly observe standing in my space Daydreaming 3D Way that we say 'em in style that we raid 'em in Massive attack we keep it
whats a party if the crowd don't flip? *Nuthin* Well we can do it all baby We can do it all baby We can do it all baby Just like this *like this* (what
Some a sell coke but the music we a sell We no inna doubt, we don't want no ambulance bell While other lyrics are full of our style we fill up our clientele
deja vu And all that attitude, I don't care 'bout it But all that shit I do for her, you gon' hear 'bout it Breezy rep two up, two down But I'm just puttin
? Everybody get up! Here we go! Everybody now, make some noise All the girls and all of the boys Don't you know we got it going on? All together we
all In together on a common thing infatuated Some people say we're worthless 'Cause we never front arund my way, infatuated Found a way to get crunk we dont tippy toe We
true love We were inseparable after that Aw, we ate together We bathed together We even shared the same piece Of mint-flavored dental floss The world was our burrito So we
in my space Daydreaming I quietly observe standing in my space Daydreaming Way that we say 'em in style that we raid 'em in Massive attack we keep it
your bitch chose me Yo, yo, yo We're here to make y'all rock We're here to make y'all rock We're here to make y'all rock This shit it's nothing
me show ya how it go down When you get three of the illest bitches Together on one track And we all got attitudes I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude
you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim Shady Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors We gon' get high, we gon' roll
see, I'm just a big ol' country boy And I like groovy people I'm talking 'bout Groovy, down home people I don't like nobody that's got an attitude Walkin
tip, check it out Tonight we're gonna flip and trip and let it all hang out tonight We're gonna say what we like 'Cause, yo, yo, we wanna know how many
of the listener on the musical Prisoner G, now you're free you can be all you wanna be Go where you want or go and see all you wanna see Because yo,