your leaving for the last time? ill be better off without you on my own. So I scream out loud ?your leaving for the last time? ill be better off without
East, my brother, to the East! [Brother J] Uh, to the East, my brother, to the East! Come on! [X] To the East, my brother, to the East! [J] To the East
y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh! New syllables eat ball, ya fucks off's Your house, your bitch I'm getting sucked off East
Hey, hey . . . Mark: Hey, listen to me . . . tell him : WE ARE NOT GROUPIES! Howard: No, I never . . . I never said that. . . Mark: We're not groupies! You better
'm from the home of the... East west north south, niggas getting lost in Los Angeles We got the baddest bitches on the north campus Nigga hopping off the Transit, straight off
up spent 10 thousand in a day thats off a blunt in a row/200 thousand in a safe I bout to stunt on a hoe She like don't leave me,bitch you better get
with no shoes on your feet I was hungry as hell & said that I needed to eat Something more than peanut butter on toast & that the sunrise looked better on the east
question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh) I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters (uh-huh) and niggaz who pump wheels and drive Jettas Take that
ghetto illustions It's the product, east side, and all the beautiful children And unleashed dreams comin through each building If you sleep, you better
war with we, 'Cause we bus it and we pop it off, bus it and we pop it off Dem a run off dem mouth and dem a run off dem beak And dem a talk pon the block
game. Still fuckin the street with Kutt and Kali, baby ain't nothin change (STRANGE!) A drive for no paper work, organize drive-bys and your neighbor
live wire You need some better metaphors For example, this song is a war zone and you listeners in the cross fire [Chorus] From our east coast instructor
better Hold you position, just hold your position Hold you position, say hold your position Well rhythm like this is really so hot Let off the vilse
the nether deep grew black as a sea,& rolled with a terrible noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen but a black tempest, till looking east between
off this sh~t, I don't pay attention to your hatin' and your bad looks, We just tryin' to get paper like Garth Brooks, Keep it off the hook, Make the
2 - Jay-Z] If the emphasis on the compact disc isn't the beat Than I'm gon' feature Em and get rich And let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Range
bust I bet I bust, I bet I, I bet I I bet I bust, I bet I bust Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud, I bet I bust Drive around parkin'