anything for the cream Never seen a case like this although it's quite contagious He even got his little bother actin, all outrageous From dusk to dawn and from
a shame but life is what we know it as Waiting, navigating the plot, without plans In the car, it's hard to read as a clock with no hands How your man
order and bites off their face He's not a troublemaker in fact, he's a trouble breaker And if somebody gets dumb, well it'll only take a second or two
homeboy, El Sid Ay a prince it's the El Sid's version I'm a raid on the track, I'm a hip-hop surgeon The floor is jam packed get away from the bar scene
a glass window Up in L.A. before it was called South Central Makin niggaz like new statistics while bumpin my Stylistics, and I'm locin, smokin dat yermon as a
change my life for the better You know I got kids to feed but I got a question you know Where do I go from here? Tell me where do we go from here? Tell
gettin' Gs' down here In a meter, any nigga gettin money and my honey Man, I heard Micheal Young is the re-clown near Run up on a nigga from the back wit a
and barbecues Don't destroy your life, enjoy your life Play with your kids and make love to your wife Drink a little beer, don't smoke no crack Have a
surprise That's when I blacked out, my life flashed before my eyes *glass breaking* [Sticky changes to a narrator voice] My whole life I ain't never give a
, to'n up But these teeny-boppers ain't gon' live to be a grown up My motherfucker done got hisself into a spot I got this nine but it jam on every fifth
You got a click so what nigga my click thicker A bunch of real niggas that'll burn ya With no waitin' catch ya slippin' then jam ya up Slangin' weight
You got a click so what nigga my click thicker A bunch of real niggas that'll burn ya With no waitin' catch ya slippin then jam ya up Slangin' weight
's twenty eight I never loved that whore I never will no more Except for a month back in '84 The jam was playing and my heart stood still gazing at a shadow on the window
the glamorous life there's no time for fooling around Lord have mercy I know what I'm doing I don't need an alibi I need a fire escape and an open window
, after the death The last one left, let my cash invest in stock Came a along way from blastin', techs on blocks Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin' acres From
was driving in my car last night Radio up and came to a stoplight Had a man who came up to my window and Asked for a dollar 'cause he was in a tight jam
cause we don't give a jam Jam to the jam from jelly to the jam Imagine we not jammin', shove it up your monkey jam Buggface, Toe Jam Frown your face
you niggaz Been with a nigga, roll with a nigga My whole career an' shit All the fans, fuckin' with a nigga All my Rocafella niggaz, Terror Squad niggaz My Def Jam