Twenty-five miles from home, girl My feet are hurtin' mighty bad Now I've been walkin' for three days And two lonely nights You know that I'm mighty bad
(Centipede) (Centipede) Your love is like a raging fire You're a snake that's on the loose The strike is your desire But when the centipede is hot You
final top Got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, why I don't hear no shots That fat nigga thought Lean Back was "In Da Club" My shit sold 11 mill, his shit
who's smokin' The bigger that you try to put out yours just makes me Mr. Nobody Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a viper
my whole hood with me, And I just got out of jail, ya they tried to michael vick me, I gave my lawyer half a mill and told him come and get me, Im not
, makes you feel and move. My dreams are out in the far, so are yours a part Of secret fairy tales, dripped on the wings of a mystery mill. Windmill,
mind spitfineawinedine, I keep two phone, sidekick for bad dimes. And a topical question is why im so chill, girls don't understand, he aint even made a mill
BRAGG JACK Get back to the right track Sit buck ahut up your big trap Don't talk back stop that crap Take a break to ease my heartache J'connais Lio, Elli & Jacno Michael
Chicago inivators like Michael White push out the Cal Tjader classic shit like Weather Report or Max Roach laid back like Freddie Hubbard trumpet notes Cannonball Adderley Eddie Harris Mill
out Michael built a bridge, Michael tore it down At least it's something you've left behind Like Kohoutek, you were gone Michael built a bridge, Michael
on these niggas Ya Lou-Louie Vutton kicks, they my ball sneaks 30 pair Michael Jordans, is what they cost me Lou-Louie Vutton kicks, they my boss sneaks 30 pair Michael
shit My police bitch take care of the tickets that I get I used to ride spinners but too many niggas got 'em This Phantom cost a quarter mill I could
[M&L - Kiske] Downstairs, left floor no one opens that door Next to the old man Some light now and then I do care, look everywhere And when I get a chance
(Kiske) Downstairs, left floor No one opens that door ext to the old man Some light now and then I do care, look everywhere And when I get a chance I
Twenty five miles from home, girl My feet are hurtin? mighty bad Now I?ve been walkin? for three days And two lonely nights you know that I?m mighty bad
my whole hood with me, And i just got out of jail, ya they tried to michael vick me, I gave my lawyer half a mill and told him come and get me, Im not
S. a nigga still got cabbage Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller Lil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes wanna call ya I ain't Michael
