amor (I'm still here) [Frost] Yeah, you know I love you girl Frost'll never leave you baby [Chorus: Tierra] I'm still here After telling you, so long
a few are still here I've to give this sacrifice... ... oh, the autumn brought us fear! My life, my blood, my tears, my pain I'm the guardener of thee
beefing I read these bitch niggas like braile I'm a soldier, and I'm united by the cash Feeling to move on because I've been indicted by the tash But I
Nigga, I'm the stem, you the crack I'm the clip, you the gat I'm the glock, you the mac I'm the artist, you the trap I'm a pen, you the pad I'm the Dutch
I'm a Thug Poet If I say my mind kills that means I'm a Thug Poet If I say that I'm a flock that means I'm a Thug Poet And when I lay it down, it makes
I'm not playin kid, I'll never take up (arms) In this cold world, I just chill with frost I'm hardcore, worse more than A beast who creeps across floorboards
[Esoteric Talking] I know you didn't just open your mouth.... I know of all people, the lowest of the low... I see your tail waggin', dog [Verse 1] Copywrite
) I'm the man (lets go) and no one else raah, raah {Busta Rhymes} Like a dungeon dragon Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin' I said I'm
yo I'm V.I.P. Niggaz and bitches be eyein me I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin brothers out the frame Because I'm dangerous I'm well known like Keith Murray
I'm holocausted...see my face it's written all acrossed it This beer makes me wanna disappear this year I'm so high I'm bout to die...and I'm so tired
again Have I still got you to be my open door Have I still got you to be my sandy shore Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm Have I still
floor, on tour {*beatboxing*} Ever since I was a "Fat" bastard But now I travel a little light in my skin It ain't all that cute, I still tuck a little
I got your letter today And I miss you all so much, here I can't wait to see you all And I'm counting the days, dear I still believe that there's gold
it disappears like hokus pokus I'm gettin' amped up, in different states of mind I hit a depth for a track as I prepare my rhyme, Sometimes I'm real high, besides I
hey ya man's a weenie" Plus I'm hot and got more iceberg than damn Bananeeie And I'm just a teenager and I make this dough Pull out my bankroll and Bill
self-control, Ah! I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm loud and clear I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear 'Cause my magic
which one of these closets contain cash flow Got three little problems I just thought you should know Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm allergic to 'no' I'm
right hand" That, I'm told is from Paradise Lost The wind round here gets wicked cold But my story is nearly told I fear the morning will bring quite a frost And so I
