start spinnin' like a formula 2 I got one for the money Two for the show Three for my honey And four to let you know that I... Let the music do the talking
switch It?s my brothers We the dumb motherfuckers Hardest niggas in the streets turned industry suckers Cuz we refused to do the knowledge Nigga, you can?t learn this music
Do, do, do, do How deep is your love Do, do, do, do How deep is your How deep is your love Do, do, do, do How deep is your love Well, you can tell
Yo J, push it to the full nine and let's move.. zoom! [Brother J] Day two-dark-zero-zero and it circles degree Brother one makes up a system bring oppressors
in my phone Prolly just another hoochie, searching for some sex It ain't got nothing to do with me, it's all about my checks If it wasn't for the music
gums. Yeeaahhh....Lately...What the fuck do you want with me? (*Talks*)Feel me (*Sings*)S.U.C. (*Talks*)That's my clique (*Sings*)S.U.C.. (*Talks*)That
2: Brother Marquis] This is a section, some of a rehearsal So sucker MC's don't take it personal I don't mean to talk about you or put you down But I
by night And the Almighty Lord He never let me leave His sight But upon on top of that I still will do my peope right So I promise I go use my music
[Pac: talking] Fuck all these motherfucker's talking all this old bullshit Like niggas just gonna accept that old trash ass shit We ain't having none
do So what cha ya wann' do? [Chorus] Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (What ya gonna do) Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas
Ya' talk about it Walk about it Talk about it Talk all about it Ya rock about Talk about Walk about Talk about I warned ya bout it Talked about it Talk
be lickin your lips Imma be takin them pics Lookin all fly and shit Imma be the flyest chick (so fly) Imma be spreadin my wings Imma be doin my thing (do it do
? Let me know if everything remains real! Word up! Tell me how ya feel! I feel good tonight, talk to me tell me how do ya feel so that everything's alright
about the title. I notice there is a good deal of repeated imagery in the lyrics. Fevers, mirrors... scales, clocks... Could you discuss some of this?" "Sure, let's see... The fever is..." "First, let
Remix!) Ground Music! Flipmode! Aftermath! Here we go! (Remix! Remix! Remix!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Real talk word to mother it be the gutter brother
REMIX!) Ground Music! Flipmode! Aftermath! Here we go! (REMIX! REMIX! REMIX!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Real talk word to mother it be the gutter brother
with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall Niggaz talk about killin and never get to it Fuck the yappin, be true to it, do it Steady scream about your
