meant for giving, so I'll never fucking hide BORN TO GIVE We take, we take, we take, we take, we take! BORN TO GIVE And we create our fate! We must
the words to my first born .. Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your seed nigga [Above the Law] Two thousand somethin somethin it's a new era A nigga
a mandate. We're all actors in this I suppose. What has happened is that in the last 20 years, America has changed from a producer to a consumer. And
was a tree and a MC grew and became (Brooklyn!) Another rapper born in Queens, 9/6 the b-day Moms moved and born {?}, dad hit the freeway My young life
to break a steerin column, didn't have to cook a rock A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya Never judge a person or a book by it's covers Just
m a give it to 'em my design is rhyme in the ghettoist form Show power the child of the ghetto is born Uh, feet first, preach give a speech I kick ya
Tell that trick nigga (come back please!) Rob a L7, that's a square You a bottom hoe, you got to know Off you I plan to make a lot of dough So suck fast
Put you in a chameleon, O-four range Still sexy, when you smoke that flame Jerk you like a chicken, when you throw that thang She got me hotter than a
Slaughterhouse behind this [Joell Ortiz] I like rap, this shit is cool, I'm better than mad niggaz But I'm just as good a crack pitcher as a pad ripper
born My words to my first born, "Feel me" My words to my first born Yeah, these are the words to my first born Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to
, I'm a twirl shit up Until my peeps come home, Zeke come home Better believe I'm a keep on beastin' on Where should I began our pompous, a thousand
t have to break a steerin' column, didn't have to cook a rock A damn goodie two shoes, that what they call ya Never judge a person or a book by its covers
a sting It's hard to keep control, I bless those who seek a scroll Trying to reach a whole nation and break the sleeper hold Not a role model, I walk
All you petty MC's in the state of New York Gettin' a thousand for a show but you still wanna squawk Can't get a decent contract, your beats ain't workin
So stop stunting dog bitch calm your nerves Born a crack baby grew up to be a g Whip that ass like I had a badge from NOPD Like a second line gangsta
born My words to my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. Mmm! (Yeah) These are the words to my first born .. Hey nigga talk to your born
, Q.B. made me A moms that loved me and a pops that raised me Y'all need to give it up, we don't give a fuck What y'all niggaz want, thug, life is mine
