Lead on to keep our feelings strong And make me still believe Our page is one and the same Our ways will separate tonight You say if we were to wait
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Lead on to keep our feelings strong and make me still believe our page is one and the same our ways will separate tonight you say if we were to
to get laid and tied up with first aid tape and raped on the first date Susan -- an ex-manic depressive who just moved from Houston who love booze and
to do, just to stay alive I lost a friend, but God blessed me with some real niggaz Hell is soft, I kept it real from the fuckin' start I stay strapped
face She eat me up, she got expensive taste I see you dreaming, but you still awake Big slices, that's how you cut the cake It's cold as hell, I show
, The undisputed truth is that the black man is God, Now everytime I turn around my people start subtractin', They cause this shit then they wonder why we start
who in the hell was able to tell the world it wasn't my bang I turn up the beat and I'm cracking the street, the city we started to train The world
the head honcho start a new revloution What's up, back in the city He yah see yah wouldn't want to be yah like a back poncho Gots to flee, start the
down your party like Whitney Houston's crackhouse [P.P.] Stronghold, live and direct up in your set [S.S.] The habitual line steppers - Swave, Pen and
P - hello hello, may I speak to the e? E - this is me... is this the doctor m.d.? Yo p it's kinda early, who's there laverner and shirley? Is it kate
rhyme dictionary, to rehearse his lines Sound like Oscar the Grouch, with them nursery rhymes We was in the studio, when I first got signed He got stuck, he called 50 tryna borrow some lines
dictionary, to rehearse his lines Sound like Oscar the Grouch, with them nursery rhymes We was in the studio, when I first got signed He got stuck, he called 50 tryna borrow some lines
[Verse 1:] I got money on my mind That's why I'm twice on my grind I'm nice cause I rhyme like it's my life's on that line The second that I'm provoked
Now who in the hell was able to tell the world it wasn't my bang I turn up the beat and I'm cracking the street, the city we started to train The world
, you blew it thats why they drew it, the pistol soon as it hits you, you wish you never do it, bang till your brain spew it, Houston is full of
