the rightful king But whatever to you You can't deny what you know in your heart to be true If the evil queen calls you a liar Face the fire! With a
mo'fuckin slut to her face, Play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face, I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips,
dumb out, you heard of me They call me big homie! Me I make the register ring! - I'm the cash can! They make the hammers ring! - They on ya ass now! Hair
You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer
man, But you can do the job When you're in town. Later on, we'll conspire, As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, The plans that we've made, Walking
Mally G Redman, Keith Murray, bringin the ruckus, the Def Squad Next up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard Cossell First up to the ring Rampage
'll put your bitch the Boston crab I talk money cause it costs to brag Round here bitches walk around wit the hair that the horses had Rap it get your face
you were beautiful Would you date me on the regular (tell me, would you?) Well, baby I've been around the world But I ain't seen myself another girl (like you) This ring
named me Fire Wayne, wit lots of change You can catch me in an aqua range, squattin things With them twenty-two inch chopper blades Diamond face wit tha
met a thug I pop a lot of shit cause I can back it up My left stroke's the death stroke [Chorus: Lil' Kim] I got the magic clit I'm on fire, lick once
, we'll conspire, As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, The plans that we've made, Walking in a winter wonderland. To face unafraid, The plans that
open like a hot dog link Bing, it gave me time to think yeah, I did my fuckin prison thing Came out still on point, like the RZA rings I'm from Compton
Trying to get me to say things I don't mean Just so you can make us part of the scene You can accuse me of anything I'm not gonna change a thing You
them pics Lookin' all fly and shit They told him don't you ever come around here Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear The fire's in their
of faith To a rocket, I've been tied, I'm ready for the screaming ride It's full of fuel and I just lit the fuse I'm a ragin', burnin', ring of fire
Squintin' from the pavet face because it's kinda sunny Skinnin' the top back, flossin' the rag and the thing Feelin' the sun, backin' off of my pinky ring
