streets y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all Finesse shit and leave the spot
streets y'all (All night) (Yeah yeah) All my niggas (Yeah yeah) All my bitches (Yeah yeah) All my thugs (Yeah yeah) All my soldiers (Yeah yeah) All
all You know we hang out in the streets y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all
y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all Finesse shit and leave the spot up
cause I been killng dese hoes Dese niggas jus drop dead' in da drop head All we do is bop head To da side like busta in da pepsi add With ma colombiana
this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man, Southside Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm saying All my partnas, all
,000, like that's hurting my highsing Nigga I'm still rising, while you coniving You ain't shining, but bitch I shine like a light All day all night,
[Chorus: Reesa & Z-Ro] Up all night, up all day Up all night up all day See some of us trying to get paid [Z-Ro] I had to keep from going under, like
greatest MC of all time When I created rhyme for the simple fact When I attack I crush your pride My intention to ride, every time all night I'm
B-u-s-h Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas And fuck yah Fuck Y'all Punk gay sensitive little dick bastards 2paclypse mutha fuckin' know Y'all
all is gone, all is calm y'all, all is gone, all is calm y'all all is gone, all is calm y'all, all is gone, all is calm y'all all is gone, all is calm
} Whoa and I love you to love you, baby, I {So gone}, ooh [Monica (Busta Rhymes)] Aye Busta Rhymes let me know a mans point of view (yeah) Cause I think all
I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned When I rhyme, something special happen
