that I won't say what? Turn it up turn it up Say what you want But it really doesn't matter at all unless ya Turn it up turn it up That's my main concern
Mathers What is life? Life is like a big obstacle put in front of your optical to slow you down And everytime you think you gotten past it it's gonna
lost, that means you way off course No remorse, I'm gettin five in The Source I be saddleback biting motherfuckers like a horse Turn and toss, niggaz all up
J] Make it butter [Redman] I'm gonna Bankhead bounce! [LL Cool J] No doubt [Redman] Aiyyo watch yo mouth! [Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five
new rhyme And if it feels good, then I'll do it two times Or maybe three, four, or even five times When I'm done Bilal cuts up my rhyme He's my partner
Verse 1 - Jay-Z] People was poor before the hurricane came But the down pour poured is like when Mary J. sang Every day it rains, so every day the
cash What cashes we cleansing, it's all about the Benjamins, what If it's dirty then we rincing it off You niggaz don't give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s
[Gangsta Boo] You dealing with some bitches who like cheese up front (front) get down on your knees up front now what you think about that baby [D.J
middle name That's the price ya pay for big fame The cellular phone rings dont' wanna pick it up But it's my J O B, I gotta kick it up Another damn reporter
and Mary J. Blige I'm feelin' you, girl I understand And you're doin', what you're doin', would you do it And do it and do it and do it for me
you facing me, clown Who got the crown, I'm piss on it now while you wearing it Nobody nicer than Ghost, I ain't hearing it Been Nike Airing it, white tee out Stick-up
it wit nerds I'm a grown man, ya'll kids like big bird Look dog, man, I don't think you heard Hit um up, spit um up, get um up, word. Fizzo Got Flow
cops Cause I pop and turn y'all like the optimum box No paper feud, it's straight hate wit dude So I'm hungry and let the morgue zip up your crew You
Ohh, turn it up, turn it up, turn the beat up Derrty E N T Turn it up some mo', okay, you turn it up a little bit? Here we go, we all, we go, ohh She
't lovin' you Turn your back, they tryin' to break your J A W Who a nigga on the run, eatin' P.O.W.s Strapped with arrows and the chrome B O W? It's
Cusswords, just don't quit Motherfuck you damn shithead bitch It's Too $hort, on the mic, and it don't stop And it don't stop, and it won't stop, bitch
like, gimme some more If a nigga broke, what'd you fuck him for? Waste of time It's like we playette minds Don't stop, get it get it Bitches, take it
, bust how we gonna bounce off this ninety-five Soul assassins, Cypress Hill joint Yo, we want everybody out there to throw their hands up So get it on