ll try... to make it all that I need Don't say die Gotta hold on Gotta hold on one more Gotta hold on Gotta hold on one more One more day Been around
Traduction: Great White. Hold On.
must'a, woke up this morning on the right side of bed Cause I can't find nothing to bitch about, even though I'm low on bread And my partna Duke called
'!) 'Tastes great!' (Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!' (Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!' (Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!' (Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!' (Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great
s your friend outta Oakland. Hoping I rock the shit to get ya open. Say your looking for some real shit. Then catch a funkdified batch. Like that!! Oakland's on the map. Tupac is on
boast Joe smooth I coast to the West like we're tired of living at New York here's a piggyback ride to the motherland Hold on brotherman, on the other
blocka mommy call me papa I stay on top of great chicks like shocka zunu, I?m the s*** you the c***a who are you? I?m the future hip-hoppa mega n****, this n**** bigger why hold
can tell there's going to be a feast. You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. He's a great humanitarian, he's a great philanthropist,
slave grip on your brain like white people My music will dominate the population like black people Utilize my efforts to execersize my inner thoughts I capitalize on
smooth I coast to the West like we're tired of living at New York here's a piggyback ride to the motherland Hold on brotherman, on the other hand get
relate, I guess words are a mothafucka they can be great Or they can degrade, or even worse they can teach hate It's like these kids hang on every single
and land me in space I'ma sit on top of the world {I'm here} and shit on Brandy and Mase I'm more than ill I'm scarier than a white journalist in a room
change cause we're all in the same gang [Tone-Loc] Now as a youth I used to get my bang on And on the ave get my part-time slang on Upon a time for me
pumpin' that white stuff To bein up in them white clubs Like hey, I got dubs still pumpin that white stuff Plus I fuck with the white boys, skaters and
something About THE GREAT PLAN! How ULTIMATE BLANDNESS Must RULE and COMMAND He knows not a drop, Not a crumb, Not a whit, Of the reason for doing This
. . . Phyllis: Who's Phyllis? FZ: No, no, no, Phyllis is the girl that's the, my assistant editor on the, on the film . . . Yeah, she used to be Tom
