deified. All this dogma is bound, No effort to separate the myth from the facts, Fairy tales saying that the end of days have come at last. Was it always
't no fucking way to shush me Call me a faggot cause I hate a pussy Man the fuck up sissy, G's up All you gardeners freeze up, put your hoes down (shady
the way to them 8 Mile alleys, let's rally Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up
her But so I gotta catch her first Ran through Rally's parkin lot and took a shortcut Saw the house she ran up in And shot her fuckin porch up Kicked
and dance away another year of disaster! we need everyone to listen up! to the frailty words that we say! bring back our fucking strength - pick up yourself
doomsday has come early this year The last angel has gone I can't remember the last time I cried The last angel has gone home The memories stacking up
of the truck So what, not givin a fuck In the streets, livin it up So what happened to the last nigga bust Could give a fuck whoever he was Throw
try to set up for niggas to fuckin fall off and lose they hard earned shit, y'knowmean? I holds it down for my niggas though give my last to my niggas
shine in the dark blink of an eye the last spark Get closed up, first thug nigga hold up 21st side see me rounding it up Chorus: busta rhymes See when
quick Caught up in the limelight gettin way too slick See em at the shows bout to rock they shit off Gettin they peeps fucked up cause they block
Word up, let me just fuck with your mind, please Aiy! Aiyyo-yo-yo, yo! Let me fuck up your mind On time, showin, you the, rhythm as I get wreck and get
sat me up -on a fact(? ) shining to much Left you wet up,same muthafuckas used to friend up Got you hospitalized, look how you end up Hooked up to a
I was strikin had you swellin Cruisin in my Lands, watch the police how they be gellin Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smellin Yo FUCK THAT
[Intermission] "Ayo why don't you tell that crackhead to close the fuckin door and shut the fuck up" "Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like..." "Break the fuckin
(seth binzer, bret mazur, doug miller, rust epique, a. volli, krs-one, bernard williams) This is the last trip This is the last trip Cxt krs-one Boogie
think you sweat till your chest gets messed up Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up He ain't going nowhere, no time soon Remember high noon, last
last days What you know about coppin a house to fight pits in Or blowin weed smoke on the cops that write tickets Henny iy up, shit we can semi it
