Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh Check it out Going out On the late night Looking tight Feeling nice It's a cock-fight I can tell
lies He's going down on his bad luck - his just deserts He's going down on his bad luck - what he deserved He's going down on his bad luck - it's his
' add up And I ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck That's why I shine like I does, it's pain in my eyes but these east saints blind you to look
she wore blue her bad luck blue shoes he wore green for go they went out any way she and thier car wore black throught the red light "stop i forgot all
Garantee That I Will Spark The Brain That Will Change the World Better Show Respect Before I Lose It The Whole World Know Precise Is More Than Music A Movement Look
(feat. Jin) [Ya Boy:] Hey Mama Ya Boy Gettin Paid Mama Remember, It Didnt Used To Be This Way Mama But Look, Ya Son Drivin Escalade's Mama And After
Z-Ro: Look i knew this fella named frank who had bank from pullin manuvers no descrimination for fity his brother will do ya His whole life he been broke
ends I need to wake up, instead of day dreaming about holding a slab Like being in love with a woman, that you could never have Witness the feeling punished by pain, looking
the T-O-P It's like I'm in a bucket full of C-R-A-B's, but I keep climbing And I keep on rhyming, while they be bumping they gums Looking at my diamonds
's begun to look brutal 4 walls of day: and that alone no empty hallway for you bearing the 100 bright light blocking doors of luck and here in the favor
rap collection there are foot prints embraced far out on the frozen lake face depressed and kept from quite some cold ago, and they look brave, dangerous
's something on your mind When you look across the room I know there's something you can find OH... You're on the borderline When I look into your eyes
[Blowfly excerpt] "Are you looking for some good stuff? Get a ugly chick. Ugly chicks can screw. They have to screw, 'cause they ain't got nothin' else
three babies You can work the sitck in my Mercedes If you wanna blow, just let me know We can go backstage at the end of the show I'll look at you, and you will look
't have to say goodbye Nothing?s gonna pass you by Looking at the same night sky We?ll be there waiting for you getting high Everything will be all right Looking
on the streets If not peace then at least let's get a piece I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets- deceased Lookin' through my highschool yearbook
parents got killed Little girl don't cry 'Coz even though they died You can best believe they watching over thee from the sky Never asked for this misery But look