cut the rope And we never cut the hope ?Cause we never cut the rope And we never cut the hope ?Cause we never cut the rope And we never cut the hope
today And for those who couldn?t run away Well they got beaten up and thrown in jail And we never cut the hope ?Cause we never cut the rope Here
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ceased existence prying intellect habitual neglect triggered senses fales perceptions censored spherical impressions tactices threatening all of this cut
paid today And for those who couldn?t run away Well they got beaten up and thrown in jail And we never cut the hope ?Cause we never cut the rope
And Let Us Do Our Thang I Gotcha Open, Ya Open, Strokin, Now Ya Soakin Wet And I'm Not From Texas But I Hold Em, Rope Em, And I Yolk They Neck U Gonna
he's like my competition i mean right nope, paul wall is dope and so's bubba But, but, But.... But i don't compete wit nobody I just go hard do the rope
harbour dreams All you get is what you're given Meanwhile the maximum maximum goes down Right from the start I knew you'd break my heart Jealous lover jealous lover Rope
brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope Cause the beats in the lines
that flow like Hudson River debris ship quarter keys of them Shaq CD's Roo roo Next MC that claim to keep it real Shaquille gone slap 'em with a mil criss cut
pull the punches and the sex drive I'll kill myself and name make the cut to castrate and take me to the frontline Berlin, Tokyo, bloodlust, tight rope
and Slim still point guard and center So much money on my mind it's all I remember And I just bought a gun wit' a extender And that bitch hold me up like suspenders Cut
in a mother's son? Can you heal the broken worlds within? Can you strip away so we may start again? Tell me, can you heal what Father's done? Or cut this rope
knew all the tales It`s time to turn back time Follow the pale moonlight Once I wished for this night Faith brought me here It`s time to cut the rope
feat. Timbaland I'm holding on your rope, Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what you say but I just can't make a sound You tell me that
[DJ Paul] (Crunchy Black) Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads (Mafia, ya,
