man made devil You've got blood on your hands You've got blood on your hands You've got blood on your hands You've got blood on your hands Behind a
as im concerned you hung you shadow on the wall And though your fingers never really pulled the trigger Your hands are just as guilty your the one who brought the blood
the gambling spot Cracking jokes and drinking liquor You still gotta hand me your watch I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots Razor on the plate
the hands of the dark angel adjust Snatching your breath, till it dims up your chest How much pain, can I manifest When I come to wreck, ripping through your
.) [Cee-lo, Chorus] Nigga what, From my voice I'm killing 'em, I shed my blood, About everything I love, [Diddy] To the eye blacker, over handed face
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 was no joke though They knew I was
[Drag-On] Uh, come on Uh, uh, uh, come on Come on, come on When Drag finger foreman I don't ever wanna get off Skip three, count to ten Ref. Griffin step
would go swiftly They started calling him sissy One punch turned into fifty They beat him till he was dizzy Now Alberto lie in blood While his peers look on
would go swiftly, they started callin him sissy One punch turned into fifty they beat him till he was dizzy Now Alberto lie in blood while his peers looked on
my gun Saw I had one final bullet left My hand, it looked almost human As I raised it to my head "Drop your weapon and come out! Keep your hands above your
's no joke, I don' played dice with soap Upstate the case niggas slice your throat Wear your boxers in the shower when you gaurd your soap I done seen
t kill for I do this ballin cause I can not cause it's cool I pop cause I'm the man Now watch me and Kellz Pop bottles, shake hands Recognize I'm the
That seem to think that pimping is easy Aiyyo Uncle Snoop Let's go get these knuckleheads [Chorus: R. Kelly] Pop bottles (pop bottles) Shake hands (shake hands
the clitoris You get spit on Shit on Hit on Get on the dick of this Sl-ick niggaRA But you can always call the Nina A killer in America Amerikilla [
killas You better vill this Be the witness To the coldest When I hold this dick They break camp When I flow this Einstein go the ill route Throw up your hands
blood and the hole in my calf, looked through it My life's no joke, I don' played dice with soap Upstate the case niggas slice your throat Wear your
