the fire Keep our love alive and kickin' Down the dorr, it's what we're livin' for Rockin' side by side Keep your love alive and kickin' We got everything
in the day, an' I ain't forgot that you know What I'm sayin', all those other rappers Were treatin me like suckers, fuck 'em 'Cuz y'all are players, to run DMC who kept rap alive
(Mr.Cheeks) Yo we come through like balls, see us niggas takin two pulls and pass nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass I pack a .380 in my
team call the time out Knockin' niggas three times my size out The crowd loves me so when I ain't around they ask for me I buckle up to kick rap like
(mr.cheeks) Yo, we come through like balls, nigga take two puffs and pass, Nigga, watch your back once you talk out your ass I back up 3-80 and my stash
idea? [Fred Casely] Wake up, kiddo, you aren't never gonna have an act. [Roxie Hart] Says who? [Fred Casely] Face it, Roxie. You're two big towers
get hauled off In a casket, I?m all about blastin' Dope be the cabbage, you know that makes us savage I guess that makes me a G 'Cuz I done flipped an half-an
't you go dingin' his bells," says Polonius, "'Cause if he throws you in the grass, I'll get your big brother Laertes to kick his royal ass." Now Laertes
BO] Mr. Tre-five-seven, I send that ass to heaven, quick to murder mutha fuckaz, an quick to pull 211's, I turn a big bad nigga into a cowardly lion, an
I come with the "all you get" uppercuts So don't get stuck Becareful where you're steppin', sho nuff I'm ruff I kick back like a weapon, an automatic
my shit, fuck an express overnight I'm from Poverty-ville, probably will Cuz the prob' remain nothin', that's all, my revolver still kick fast, corporate
(feat. Canibus, A+, and Redman) [Mr. Cheeks] Yo, we come through like bulls, nigga take two puffs and pass, nigga, watch your back once you talk out
Marvel Comics street lyrics As we proceed with it, Jay-Z versus Reed Richards Imagine Mr Fantastic and Hova goin' at it, Jigga spits like an automatic
hauled off in a casket.I?m all about blastin Dope be the cabbage.You know that makes us savage Master P: I guess that makes me a G Cause I done flipped an half-an
homeboy shot down, A big gun smoke so that they can meet the quote, Another less vato walk the street, take away his wallet so John Doe can tag his feet, Mr