Wind A Sudden Atmosphere Woke Her Up And Made Her Realize A Dream It Wasn't, No That Was A Call From A Floor, Through The Wall, To Her Room A Desperate
been waited Waited for the man to come Do you think we are crazy? Is he the Saviour we know Or is he just a dream Another madman playing a game We'll
The Wind A Sudden Atmosphere Woke Her Up And Made Her Realize A Dream It Wasn't, No That Was A Call From A Floor, Through The Wall, To Her Room A Desperate
of the chop He the reason now, a lot of these motherfuckers hot But they ain't hollin' at Mama and Papa Screw, like they supposed to Don't forget, don't
Mais pas de weed, j'sens les effects quand j'flow J'aime j't'un lover en plus que j'danse comme du scrab lover C'est S.Y.T.C down for what ever I'm
trade Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade Shit's like a samurai sword or sensai Shit just don't
my belief in his law Storing a light tool, that's more than a knife fool And an aviation book from a Florida flight school But I could give a fuck about
and soul. Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow. Don't get ahead, just jump into it. Ya'll here a body, two pieces to it. Get stutted, get stupid
all angles and higher your aspects Break more barriers than new concepts 'Cause what they can't stop me, no way The time is now, we ain't got time
pti clasheurs c'est des trompettes, c'est des fantomes Mais c'est trop tard une fois que l'erreur est faite Pour une claque c'est la guerre C'est s'qu
maybe?s Cuz imma make you do what it do baby Don?t worry, don?t trip, just hurry hurry and bring it over here baby Don?t worry, don?t trip, just hurry
riches contre les pauvres et vous trouvez ca normal, brigadier Sarkozy et ses policiers effectif augmenter c'est ta securite, dans ce regime pre-totalitaire c
{Busta Rhymes} Yeah.. back by popular demand, it's about to get Godly Yeah.. hold it now! AOWWW! C'mon, c'mon (c'mon).. yeah Huh.. c'mon, c'mon (c'mon
a global effect, on even Polish people Young and restless down to the old and feeble Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggaz Be all into my bounce so don't
a nine out during a rhyme bout While I'm rippin this shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds And murder you hoes worse than flippin a convertible Nose
and mince these snake niggaz that hiss but won't bite - false alarm And if it don't +Rockwild+ we fin' to drop a bomb (Word up) +Strong+ grip on a mic
