basketball Was my future for this young one Hooping in the sun, proud to be where I come from Later shootin guns fantasizing Fascinated by gold rope
me Hoes I thought you know I'm smooth as a babies ass Smooth as Teeddy Pendegrass, smoke the grass, get in your ass The Brooklyn born Teflon don, wrecking
did it, but it didn't cause I'm back again Back with the Big and my new-found friend [Da Brat] Sliding in from the front, never way behind Niggas wonder
me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNIN Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the world tour with dough in my pockets big like the biscuits, in CB4 Set up a contest
[Intro] Ah you hear this? Ada big belly guy I telling be talking By my side is my version Biggie Smalls Ya? (no question, no question) From Brooklyn Ya
you-knaw-I-mean?" "Alright" "Big shout-out to all the niggas in the Dirty South ridin' wit' that Drunken Master shit in they deck You know it don't stop, baby- Check the way
big Lincoln, why's this guy on the side for the stinking? Watch task force dash forward lookin marveled It's a big chance, big pants, might guard him
your so good clap clap {Clap Clap!!!} The way your bendin it over clap clap (Alright) Your the girl in the top five videos By tomorrow this will be number
maker, no matter what the circumstance be It's the principle, pillowcase full of nickel Smacked like I'm?, leave him crippled Keep talkin greasey I'm a big
Thought] From the Tunnels in the wee hours of the black morning From The Roots sprout the Foreign Objects family tree This is mad abstract All the way
[Run] One two, one two.. [DMC] And this is, the hardcore raw Lyrical law, never seen before And I am, D.M.C.. And for all of y'all This is the way, we
game The Qwest wreck was a shame Twas a journey full of pain But Tech N9NE will remain Hella brave And untame So make way For the reign I'm bringing Highland
hold on Down by the Riverside motel, It's 10 below and falling By a 99 cent store she closed her eyes And started swaying But it's so hard to dance that way
be damned smote Jimmy the Harp With a horrid little pistol and a lariat She's goin to the bottom And she's goin down the drain Said she wasn't big enough
you I'm all about the everyday nothin at all See I'm not doin very much, I'm just havin a ball I'm in bed by four, I'm up by noon I might sit around,
bloodin, crippin, I hear ya body callin I caugt it with my bangin cuz my skills are into ballin (Mary J) ain't the way for me I gets high off my jumpers