it the best if we do like this Give each other something more than a kiss Isn't it the best when it's like this Once we've started this there is not
's goin crazy for a quarter You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail and
know who did, they got to Who they serve and protect, nigga not you Cops shot off of ten G's but they got glocks too Let you protect yourself, or better yet
goin' crazy for a quarter You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area The way I'm talkin' I'm scarin', ya I'm darin' ya to raise hell and bail
better believe I cried my tears Maybe the way y'all died it'll make me change the life I live Like my homie Juwan Tobin raised in the village of guilt
all you seem to ever see I admit, I've done some dumb shit And I'm probably gon' do some mo' You shouldn't hold that against me though (Why not?) Why not
Where they kill for bones in the street And God in His Heaven He don't interfere 'Cause he's dead as the stiffs at my feet I raise my eyes to see the
take heed to shit like that, and I learned How can I not end up like that nigga? What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga? Cause
all you seem to ever see I admit, I've done some dumb shit And I'm probably gon do some mo' You shouldn't hold that against me though (Why not?) Why not
blitzed order in the court where the mortars jump bricks everybody, lung on the table, this point/counterpoint Aesop has the murkiest, yet he numb out
don't need you, and I don't want you, World that left me blind. Beneath the sands of the mighty Sahara lies, Buried treasure sunken deep, in darkened tombs where dead
go outside... Praise the Lord, Everybody praise. Ahhhhh. People of th earth, praise. Give me back my sandwich! Keith is a vegetarian, Not vegan 'cause he drinks dairy and, He's not
sex to pay they college tuition Jealousy, send our brothers on straight pistol missions And in the midst of the drama mama can I save ya Now you remember all the hell she went through tryin ta raise
skills I will explain The teacher breaks this whole shit down plain Chorus: West coast beef must dead, no-ho-ho East coast beef must dead, no-ho-ho
trial date yet? [Billy Flynn] -Listen, kid. [Roxie Hart] -I'm on top of your list, right? [Annie Baxter] Go to hell! [Billy Flynn] What a helling,