me now, I know he'd be proud Somewhere in me deep down, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try
Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week [Dr. Dre] You could catch me in the studio bangin' out the beats to Provide you with the heat that keep blazin
Eminem] I don't speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth [Chorus] [DMX] Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat Stalk on the beat
rap You crazy? I've made beats for Jay-Z Capri page me If you need a beat You Canibus then its Dre's beat You Kay Slay the beats waved I stay beefin'
See it deh know the innocent going up in vapors And propoganda spreading inna the sunday papers not even superman coulda save you with him cape cause Red-a Judgement a blaze, blaze
Crash Crew ask whoever you want - I'm managin the funk on the paper Outside of that we pull capers for days Ridin throughout the maze of street, while we blaze the beat
(featuring Slim Thug) Swiss beats DC Destiny Child Slim Thug Slim Thug You need to stop playing round with all them clowns and the wangstas Good girls
Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week [Dr. Dre] You can catch me in the studio, bangin out the beats to provide you with the heat that keep blazin
that gangster glare with gangsta raps that gangsta shit makes a gang of snaps Uhh, word to the motherfuckin streets and word to these hyped ass lyrics and dope beats
avec des petites tetes, Des petites fetes qui tournent vite fait a la guerre civile, Musique, guerre civique tu dis merci Vide de l'energie qu'on libere si vite. Ca ou un autre beat
s cool but we here it a lot, So, fix up be true to y'self Save up for a ring or a belt or, Year's young and the night's are blazin' Cause your heavy and
shit just a lil bit On my album 50 helped me just a lil bit Only on two songs, now back to some killer shit My clips bananas, I kill a gorilla quick Beating
classic Then my wall turned black,like I was starin outa Stevie Wonders glasses It's kinda hard to imagine,like Kanye West Comin back from a fatal accident, to beat
my world turned black, like I was starin outa Stevie Wonders glasses It's kinda hard to imagine, like Kanye West Comin back from a fatal accident, to beat