No, help It's the killin' floor, killin' floor Yeah, ah, killin' floor No, killin' floor Ah, killin' floor Body count muthafuckas
bye-bye [Chorus:] Who are you tryin' to judge me ? Get the fuck out my face Who put you so above me ? Clear the fuck out my space You say that I want
you would die, Hit my mom once more and it's bye-bye [Chorus:] Who are you tryin' to judge me ? Get the fuck out my face Who put you so above me ? Clear
a fuck who don't. [repeat x3] [Wale] Yeah, uh, okay Real niggas fuck wit us Fuck you if you feelin different Fuck you phony diamonds, fake bitches, and you
so easily spoken, my minds are open My eyes are open, I keep smoking And spilling that mud leaning, me and my niggas we super thugs Bitch, who the fuck that you
me from here? Can you see me, hoe? Picture me rollin And all you punk police -- can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit Free
see me from here? Can you see me, hoe? Picture me rollin And all you punk police -- can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit
I'm soon to count the bodies... Verse Two: Tupac So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you
feet energetic when we set it You wonder why, we put our frames (bodies) on Calisthenics So check out the theory, I'm lickin'(shooting) off misery Supply you
bloodly body be beggin me You know what you should've capped like 2 pac with a glock They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker You know you
[Chorus: All] If you can dig it, deal with it, if you can't, just forget it Cause nobody rocks the party like we Get loose, get loose, Sunshine get loose
you in the sleeper Dead to the world A three count ain't gon save you From the power of this girl Leg drop from the top to your throat Now how you feel
let you go We just wanna tell you Just wanna let you know That we' ll stay around So what else can you do You' ve said all you have to We' re coming
smart, your funny and you're totally cute, and now, you have my lucky bracelet Miley: ok Lily: WAIT! Bugger check Miley: you are so gross Lily: All clear
For the Greater Good of God by Iron Maiden Are you a man of peace Or a man of holy war Too many sides to you Don?t know which anymore So many full
the years Are you drowning in your tears Who will catch you when you fall Who will hear you when you call (Chorus) I will comfort you, take your hand
game if you?re clean you can get all the money when you start getting dirty and they look at you funny. Cuz this a Bronx tale like you know wit Sonny
[Intro: Pharrell Williams] I said think about your future You can't do that tomorrow But you don't hear a word, you see that SLR [Lupe Fiasco - Verse
