screen U will see through so my thougths will be free each one shocks up for there?s no lasting time... to live! oh yeah! TWENTY MILLION$ COLOURS RESOLUTION
that screen U will see through so my thougths will be free each one shocks up for there?s no lasting time... to live! oh yeah! TWENTY MILLION$ COLOURS
millions when you speak my killers come and pop children rock civilans,Ak's-223's drop cielings you'll make it out alive just paralyzed God's willing Rap-A-Lot and Clover G's
's mine, then bailin' Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin Feelin one-eight-seven That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat Mission to check a mill
A-rab, front on taking us up eighth Ave Yea, we all of the a volumes What be the outcome? We selling twenty million albums Ay your record, ain't nobody
he just did some shit with Missy, so now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy" My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten million She must
a A-rab, front on taking us up eighth Ave Yea, we all of the a volumes What be the outcome? We selling twenty million albums Ay your record, ain't nobody
DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip (Damn!) *DJ scratches* I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin' It's
m ripped, i'm on an acid trip My Dj's in a coma for lettin' the record skip lettin' the record skip lettin' the record skip (Damn!) *Dj's schratching*
] I, just, laugh at them hata's when we out here front and,.. No they ain't got it but they wanna be startin, D J for the record stop, "ha haha ha ha,
the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots His stock's through the roof I heard he's fuckin' with S. Dot! This is ten percent luck, twenty percent
laflair It's money in the air It's ballin over here It's models over there It's party over there We ballin over here It's gucci mane laflair This song
if your message ain't shit, fuck the records you sold cuz if you go platinum, it's got nothing to do with luck it just means that a million people are
they know it's a must I remind 'em so They don't forget it I underline it and I'm in the sky when the thunder's cryin young'n I been through all that
hate So every breath I take, is all about the rules It's hard for you to breathe like you at high altitude So crack the Patron, it's on heathens, The God's
I got it I said "Baby bless" That was the 80's, but now look at this crazy mess We in the 90's, and finally it's lookin good Hip-hop took it to billions
an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*} Lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*} Lettin the record skip.. {*needle