Try to take whatever you need but why do you need it all enough is not enough for you you just gotta have it all you want oil, you'll start a war
Why did you do it What made you stop and turn around Do you even know the reason Why you had to help me out Just when i knew it It was my time to sink
if you want it nigga, come and get it and I suggest you bring a million niggaz runnin wit it Split it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look I ain't gon' stop
man Hit the lab, make it talk, now you here me once again Have you jumpin' and shakin', like you off in that blue flame Whats really going on holmes, can you
* Now whether you're black, white or purple If you're misunderstood But you don't give a fuck You weren't doin' shit that you should Long as you know you
you can beat me with any spatula that you want i mean i really want you bad ya cunt nick you had your fun i come to kick you in your sack of junk man
!) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!) You know you blew up when the women
cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it (AHHH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you
Susan please wake up! Please! Please wake up!! What are you doing?! You're not dead!! You're NOT dead! I know you're not dead!
my armpits and wore a tank top Bad Boy, I told you that I can't stop You gotta make em fear you 'fore you make em feel you So everybody buy my shit or
Me, you can't stop me Cause I'm nothing like you You're just a minor obsruction of fear and dismay I'm stuck in this prison that you call a home You
had it all right Rest your head Straight conversation all night Bless the dead To the homies that I used to have That no longer roll Catch a brother
m dead in ya Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse From a Thug to preachin church, I gave you love now you eatin dirt Needin work, and I
all you motherfuckers that STILL, have to kill to make that money All you niggaz on the block, sellin rocks Hand to hand, runnin from the police I see you
I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York! Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it
wrong This all stops tonight Swim in your sea of smoke until your lungs lose the fight It's over This all stops tonight Or prove me wrong What have you
. Do you have a hand to hold on to? For I have mine. You're fucking dead to me! You're fucking dead! And as a heart need it's beating surely yours will
[1. Echoes on the Wind] It's the calm before the storm It's the quiet before the roar It's the time when all will be decided. (All will be decided) But