dat he couldn't believe I was living so blindly [Chorus] Well no Shandy Mr. President, Distinguished delegates... [H.I.M. Haile Selassie I dialect] [Bunny Wailer dialogue] Since the beginning of modern
I've been through it Sometimes I wish that I can go back No bills no kids just getting tore back I want a wife, I love women How could I front like I
: Baby talk to me So you can see (Second chorus) Yeah, what's going on Hey, what's going on Somebody tell me what's going on I'll tell you what's goin
Mr. Ski)] [Intro: Dr. Dre Talking] Yeah, I'm just sittin' in the lab, I'm... My name is Dr. Dre, and I want all you mothafuckers out there to know That I
Niggas Is Bangin The Nyc Makin Bullshit Threats On The M.I.C. I Don't Wake Up In Cold Sweats When I Sleep I Live Comfortably With A Red Rag Tied Around
a little visit, "Who is it?" (Who is Ice Cube?) "Can I talk to the grand wizard?" then boom Make him eat the barrel, modern day feral Now he's zipped
And I can piss on a grave While welcoming guests If cold's what I am I'm cold 'till the end And I felt the luxury of her I felt the luxury of her Now
load your gun, where I'm from: the Third World son, Been to many places but I'm Third Torld-born. Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World
I'm out in Japan I'm a Tokyo Giant like Ichiro, I am piss poor nigga from the hood but I blew Now I bounce six-fours up and down Crenshaw Spot me the
Z] Motherfuckers - say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling) Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it? See I'm influenced
P.M.S. always pokin' But he won't go away with a little Motrin Now if u ever heard the term cramper and u wonder The worms kinda like i guess a modern
;/a> But he won't go away with a little Motrin Now if u ever heard the term cramper and u wonder The worms kinda like i guess a modern day Felix
I didn't know 'bout the modern ways of life, I didn't really care I never gave a damn about the future, I never got my share Somebody said, boy your
Missy Elliott) I tried to be a boy, I tried to be a girl I tried to be a mess, I tried to be the best I guess I did it wrong, that's why I wrote this
I am made of Sopwith Camel Sherman PT-17, sixty and cloudy, I go slow Compared to modernity I am a humming bee Sweater-weather and Hugs and drugs and
holdsters My motions don't appeal to repel at divisions I did it strong for 7 long years in prison, fuck the system I'm like a modern day Hitler, black
father And ask him why they all got a trapped soul [Nas] I can feel what was bothering Marvin Why his words forever remain Dealing with these modern