away for a whole lot of days And stripped the soul right outlaw me Lead away in a crimson haze The red was rain over me There ain't no way outta here
went away for a whole lot of days And stripped the soul right outlaw me Lead away in a crimson haze The red was rain over me There ain't no way outta here
[2Pac] A military mind nigga A military mind mean money A criminal grind nigga A criminal grind mean hustle You know [Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2X)]
here Go'n figure ya W-2s out cause I'm taxin' I'll pay for that ass I ain't never been a mack Let yer front be a pack, I'll bring that money back Gotta
it's me Lord I never wanted to be a Thugfather I only wanted to be a son of a father RAHH, that's how it sounds, it's sad Worse than the war in Iraq
[Jay-Z] This here's a ballad for all the fallen soldiers I'ma bout 'ta show you how a hustlers life (this is life man) and a soldier's life, parallel
getting spins on W-K-R-P in Cincinnati You think I'd get my voice so deep like W-K-R-P in Cincinnati That's how much of a fuck I give You seen cribs?
qurL i kanT Leave y0u aLone Take a shoT oF diz here peTrone 'n iTz qon' be on v.i.p. dun qoT way Too crowded i'm abouT 2 end up caLL'n iT a niTe y
space a-a-and You don't be running on +myspace+ a-a-and You know some other shit I hate w-w-what W-w-when they violate b-but Tonight man I ain't in the
me right out (Ooh) N.P.G. (in the motherfuckin' house) {x3} N.P.G. (That's how we rollin') {crowd noise} (Get a clap goin') {repeat} Get a grip, Tone, get a
the Comission {Chorus 2X w/ Puff talking} Aiyyo, can you hear me out there? Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can hear me out there That's good, it's all fucked
know, the, those P.H.D. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz