You can lead a horse to water But you can't make him drink You can send a kid to college But you can't make him think You'll never miss your water, baby
let me tell U' bout the chicken grease stuffs and things 2 make the people get out ya Seat everybody it's cool if u wanna clap your hands and stomp YOUR
Fabolous] The kid pull the four out a little quicker You might end up the reason, ya homies will have to pour out a little liquor Every stack that a draws out
to get Straight Nothin left to say now it's time for action No more bullshit no more relaxin Rappins my passion so I stay writtin Spend a couple nights in burn out
just need to get Straight Nothin left to say now its time for action No more bullshit no more relaxin Rappins my passion so i stay writtin spend a couple nights in burn out
tell me I ain't shit Go and embellish it a bit But I never break a sweat It takes effort to con-flict So if they better than the kid I guess I'm left
giving in, to the sinning of your kid In and in women friends, getting trained in your den Yep since daddy left, and granddaddy left I been left with
been giving in, to the sinning of your kid In and in women friends, getting trained in your den Yep since daddy left, and granddaddy left I been left
your enemy baby, but I can't be your friend Female associates are gone, miss, I loved you And treated your kid as if he was my own kid So if you think
bunch of foot steps, running with these niggas coming I'm getting ready to split some wigs, but running up out of the driveway There's a carriage that contains my kid
for static" Punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap But little did he know the little boy was strapped The kid pulled out the gun, he said "Why
The kid pulled out the gun, he said "Why'd ya hit me?" The gun was hang right for the cop's kidney The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure "
Tricky: See how the boy test I lead with my left (Just lead with my left) Relieve the stress See how the boy test I just lead with my left Relieve the
[feat. Jermaine Dupri] [Q Da Kid:] First Kane did it Then Big hit it He left J with it Tag now I'm izzit This is history bein made all over Just when
GO! (OW! OW!) HEYYYYYY! [Verse 1] [Kid Ice] Here we go, back to turn it out The nastiest niggas representin' the South With the freakiest bitches from the sunshine state Dissin' off niggas out
naked Bend on over, show me what you got 'Cause I'm down for a table-top So work your body, strip left side Make me smile, get buck-wild 'Cause Fresh Kid
[Intro] Astrid Hey y'all motherfuckers out there, whassup? You know your boys are back, Fresh Kid Ice, Brother Marquee and Mr. Mixx. They droppin' some
