We were doomed from the start, as lovers are. Why am I doing this? Digging my own grave. Though it's shallow, I would lie in it. We're down in the basement
Uugh, yeah yeah here we go y'all Here we here we here we go y'all Busta Rhymes Flipmode y'all Yeah yeah y'all extinction level event shit Bomb threat
Yeah, I dedicate this one to all my dogs n all thugs across da globe (all over). My big bulla my jackass corn I cant believe my black brother dead ah
: x2] Why, why Tell me why-y Tell me why these MC's try-y-y [Verse 3: Suffa] I'm reaching the threshold of my tolerance level... Cause you might... Weather
Got shit on Pissed on Spit on Stepped on Fucked with Pointed at by lesser men (pre) new life in place of old life Unscarred by trials (chorus) a new level
Got shit on Pissed on Spit on Stepped on Fucked with Pointed at by lesser men [Pre] New life in place of old life Unscarred by trials [Chorus] A new level
me a little bit, to get the level together. Yeah. Oh yeah, that's tight, that's tight. Yo, you need more effect? Word, let-em check these levels.
My baby's on the level I try to read her mind She's on the straight and narrow I'm guessing all the time But I can't see the road If I'm looking at the
'en veulent j'ai fait l'tour, besoin du next level [Wynter Gordon] J'ai besoin, du next level J'ai besoin, j'ai besoin, du next level, du next level
do is think hip level Don't doubt it, it's understood if it's moving, you know it's good all you got to do is think hip level
all might Homie I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) So let me take one shot to the brain And I
'all might Homie I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) So let me take one shot to the brain And
We were doomed from the start, as most lovers are are. Why am I doing this? Digging my own grave. Though it's shallow, I would lie in it. We're down in
{Yo Black What's up Street? Soup's ready Sure it's ready? I know it's ready Is the soup hot? Too hot Burnin' hot? Crazy hot What's in the soup? All the
Clap, clap, clap, clap If you need a fix, yeah If you need a fix, baby, I got it And you say Blackstreet, and you say Clap your hands, just clap your
Good lovin', unh, yeah Blackstreet coming back inches We're getting 9-6, kicking it live I'm gonna do this with a little Chauncey Black style Listen
