people still think that they know him But fuck em, he knows the code It's not about the salary It's all about reality and making some noise Making the
Bar ONE TWO THREE FOUR LET'S SEE IF YOU GOT SOME MORE! People seemed to like our song They got up 'n' danced 'n made a lotta noise An' it wasn't 'fore
I'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first born Dre, I'm about to have a bad boy, family in the lobby See my nigga Church, "What Up," shit
[The Game talking] What the fuck is all this noise? He from Cali he can't rap He ain't better than this nigga That's my favorite artist Fuck y'all hear
out, 'cause they disagree on a gangland boundary. Yes, they disagree on a gangland boundary. There's Willy Wright and his boys - one helluva noise
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts [Chorus 2X: Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)] If you a scared motherfucker go to church (GO TO CHURCH) If
"Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained?" "Is this not why you are here?" [Jay-Z] Uh uh-huh.. Uh uh-huh UHH {*crowd noise gets louder*}
the blood ran like wine, And the choirs kept singing of Freedom. That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun, And Addie Mae Collins, her number was one. At an old Baptist church
Ice Cube: Attention all parents! Report to your local therapist! Report to your local church! Report to your local police department! It's goin' down!
contain me From the man that I cannot keep From my mother who haunts me, even though she's gone From my daughter that never sleeps I ran from the noise
he sang for peace He begged for freedom, hanged wit wild Jamicians From Kingston, who drink Irish Malts Listenin to Peter Winston, Machintosh Lightning hits the top of the church
the noise Preachers touching on altar boys Sodomizing not realizing God is watching before the Lord How can they do the devil's work? A man giving another man head in church
live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down must separate the church
off in my car but whichever way I go I come back to the place you are all my instincts, they return and the grand facade, so soon will burn without a noise
big city I'll be a big noise with all the big boys there's so much stuff I will own and I will pray to a big god as I kneel in the big church big time