Maurice White, Wayne Vaughn & Wanda Vaughn I can tell you that love Is too deep to be played on Down the line, you'd find Time would reveal who
t wait to get you into my benz, take you for a spin Whatchu mean we aint fuckin', you take me for a friend Lemme tell you the whole story, of shady's origin
s start addressing this issue and open it up Let's take this shit back to basement And we can discuss statements thats made on this tape And its whole origin
Hi! Original Bad Boy on the case, cover your face Came in the place blowed, and sprayed Puffy with Mase I laced the weed with insect repellant, better
my old school In my old school In my old school In my old school In my old school [Verse 1: Nino Brown] It's the most Original, generated The most wanted
It's the T-O-P, I be the baddest around 'n Suckas don't wanna come test my poundin I see'em hollin they chest fall on the ground 'n drownin' see they weren't original
stereo Play my favorite song on my stereo Like Macy Gray, Roots, and D'Angelo Mos Def, Les Nubians, and De La Soul I like them cuts with the soul and original
] Tabamatic flows deeper than atlantic o's Apl de ap got ridiculous flows Catchin' rhythm makin' 'em grow Mathematic apl will go Up in the scene we original
so we could live a little better If we only could remember. As we find the original 3-ring binder Rewinder the time back to the original daily reminder. Verse 3
соседи снизу. Кто-то трахает жену Кто-то вешает карнизы. Бесит меня такой шум. И это в 10 утра,новая хата на Бассманном бля. С окна вижу площадь 3-х
beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song You play Clake Kent you better have your cake on Plenty homes Mansion many rooms My necklace, 2 ex's and 3 Bentley
Intoxicated on subriedy, ironey makes sense Im tryin' to make a livin', you diyin' to pay the rent Why you liyin' for forgivness, when I aint givin' you shit My original
bizzle The only nizzle that'll never ever fizzle Original, you niggas know Chorus: (Right here right now) You gotta get'em up Who wants some You better get'em up Come get some x3
nose up in the air [Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey [Verse 3:] Rock rock rock it
that I can only be me I'm a be me I can't be what I'm not I'm a be me [Verse 3:] I make my music Shit that I like music Me being me Original fight music
Child of dew-spangled cobweb, Mother to the Moon Constellations beholders of the 3rd vagrant Theater for the play of life Tragedienne of heavens
Johnny Guitar Watson staring at me riding on 3 wheels, a woman on his knee With a leg under the red dress I wish I could see further North the warmth