right here rockin target and my aero sport like yeah i finally made it to the top of the game now i can make a brand hot just by droppin a name its all good
then your head he clocked it All you could say was stop it Fuck you and die Get away from my piece of the pie I'm past all that My eyes have miles
All we ever do is talk - we like to ride, but we never walk We make it so damn easy we get bored Why can't anybody see - what's good for you is good for
when rap was smart and multilayered We could rap without A&Rs& ultimatums (damn) Now today I say the phrase I long for the good old days when the party was all
lovin, lovin livin, it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Livin lovin,
, lovin livin, it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Livin lovin, lovin
'm so used of the phrase 'I told you so' It's my brain, it may be certified insane At least I'm not like all you whiners, man, you're all the same I
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
But we all got a town that's similar to this too 'cause every cities got a ghetto and every ghetto got a hood Take a good look around you 'cause there
, in this part of town But we all got a town that's similar to this too 'Cuz every cities got a ghetto and every ghetto got a hood Take a good look around
bye, I'm gonna buy you this and that, you hear your daddy sing. Then baby goes home to her flat to sleep all day. Good night, baby. Good night. Milkman
not to reason why Gone, gone, gone To all this grand old scheme of things To all the pain it brings To all those who pull the strings I bid good ridence
drinking the ink from my pen And I'm balancing history books up on my head But it all boils down to one quotable phrase If you love something, give it away A good
the ink from my pen And I'm balancing history books up on my head But it all boils down to one quotable phrase If you love something give it away A good
drinking the ink from my pen And I'm balancing history books up on my head But it all boils down to one quotable phrase "If you love something, give it away" A good
Psychological nerve damage to the brain when I go to lengths this Far at other people's expenses I say your all just too goddamn sensitive It's censorship
, they so fake Soon as i get by ready know they gon hate But its really all good cuz they girl dont My songs make them feel good when the world don't
} rap star Teeny rock star, minus the f'real and all the cop cars Rocks off, lock bars with the realest (hach-too) in the spot Really y'all should get
