I am real I don't want to hurt no one I can't breathe 'til you turn on THE START (Thanks to Alessio for these lyrics)
I am real, I don?t want to hurt no one I can?t breathe ?til you turn on THE START
I hop, dip, and spend with the children So get down with the sound and you will lend To let me bring while I bring Queen Latifah to the 45 King, creating A new style
[45 King] Let's start the show off sisters ago look alive The Queen Latifah the King of 45 Bringing a mixture of pure flavor I make beats she rock
the future They can't get rid of it I'm past/passed present, everyday is December 25th Jolly ol' St. Nicholas take a pick Admire my style, flier than
[Xzibit] I was voted most likely to have a psychiatric evaluation Let's start the process of elimination This dedication is for niggaz with the green
Her style is crazy she's a dime And it's almost like I can see her She's just that girl Something happens when you groove Earth beneath you starts to
with a stars, shit Is big Nox … lodge. Get money in a East Money in a West For only over sees Wo we do it the best Yeh, my style know guns, know west
all goes down; Not the first one open it up; I'll be last one closing it out; Don't know if I'll give you a shot yet, Little Mama, I'mma peeping your style
tub I drown you with powtha down as around ya Such a style that impowers such powers look how you cower Jumped out on you now like I was a jaawa from fuckn star
your mouth Better call the fire department I've hired a arson To set fire to carpet And burn up your entire apartment I'm a liar to start shit (?) Got
don’t do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I’m used to livin big dog style and straight coastin [xzibit] Yo I
You are ready for this? Get down with the style, House on the ground, Please when I squeeze, Pump to your knees. Who wants to play? I'm in here to stay
you what you want Chorus (Justin Timberlake): Baby this a new age, you like my new craze Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase The smokes
and leave you!) Murder! (I don't believe you!) Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!) Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me I'm tryna figure out how y'all started
open [Part I] First it's her neck, yeah then her back Yea I'm a freak, I get into all that Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star Till ya had
honourable feud. Fought to capitulation or death. Either him or you. Cannon fodder dressed up proud to fight or even die. Carrying cross of Christ, the star
