Raise it up, in the middle Raise it up, in the back Raise it up, raise it up Raise it up, raise it up [Chorus Two: Strings] Blaze it up, in the
I can borrow And baby girl a model, I'm callin her tomorrow And we driving from VA to DC up in my Gelato Make it clap, it's your time at the Apollo Paper
Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice. You know we at Magic City Lounge, ladies and gentlemen; if y'all don't know where it's located, it's in
G, I got proof Banged in my youth, keep niggas on the roof with a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope Tupac string a nigga up [?Hit the mob dope?] So whats up
raised in it. That's where I'm from, childhood glory days in it. I wade in it, what? The waters. Take me on down the stream, I'm going farther. It's
Baby:] You feel me? When gon' chase it 'til we can't chase it no more So y'all might as well eat this food nigga And it got to be the best of the best
ban me Nigga this Mo Thug Family is for real [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone:] Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money Before it all gets spent up And
-an [Enter Jones Vocals] Baby, Baby you know it's true I'm a puppet just for you I'll do any little thing you say I wouldn't have it any other way Take
[Intro] Yo, check it out, it's fucked up, and I don't see either one of us budging [Verse] I'm withholding my anger Though I'd like to be the strangler
? It sucks too much press I'm stressed Too much cess with agress too upset it's just too much mess I guess I must just blew up quick, yes Grew up quick, no, was raised
to place it on a scale to weigh it And don't do it for the plays or to raise the bar Yet it's raised anyway, it's so amazing, are the three L.I. brothers
spoon Discuss Contracts You like the way I vocalise And bring it to a compromise My P.A. won't set up till noon It's a DAISY age Sun Ceiling Ceiling
day one Raised in a wild space Between two hearts With the vines climb trees towards the light Running naked, dragging a kite Or your dress on a string
the smoke in your mouth You better inhale Suck it! You ready lets get it The games now finished Its's all, weapons to aim with a 1000 rounds in it Machine
I mean? Don: I mean, well . . . Phyllis: It's, it's hotness. [17:39] Phyllis: It used to be very, it was really nice and quiet in this place, that'
pray to something she aint bluffin', rubbin' up on me Well does she want me to make a vow? Check it, well does she want me to make it now? On my house
surrounded by people who make your decisions living your live like a puppet on a string you don't raise your voice you do not oppose they spit in your
up y'all? (What up?) What's happenin? It's been six months and my dick ain't havin it If I don't hurry up and get me some ass I might bust this nut on
