, my buddy My buddy, my buddy, my buddy And you know that Me and you, my buddy My buddy, my buddy, my buddy Me and you, my buddy My buddy, my buddy, my
me who writes my lyrics) I'll spit up in your face much faster than you could hear it Don't ask me who writes my lyrics, uh uh I put out my first tape
Whenever they hear my name They go Mos Def Oh, yes my style is so fresh Guranteed to win any MC contest Old school like the eighty-four fresh dress You spend you assets to get my
additions Sumthin new age We got little john on the d-r-u-m-s get busy Aight On the keys my man james what you doing back there Oh yeah So we about to
in my house Probably try to wet me up, crept to tha kitchen Seen Ronnie by the cabanet Tried tha gun holster with tha forty fo maganet Shot her in da heart
jail, doin fine Kylie, he done changed, it ain't all about self As for my father, well, that's somethin' else But that's my dog, he hold his grandmother down My
fear this Turn my shit down every time they hear it P H D me, rapidly right in back of me Tackle me, them niggas make loot but only half of me My faculty
good times roll (I'm Black!!!) I live for my wife and my seeds And my mind with a find only God could exceed (I'm Black!!!) I got to show my homeboys
all my niggaz one love From the heart dedication The dedication To all my niggaz one love From the heart dedication The dedication To all my niggaz
James O'Gwynn Talk to me, oh lonesome heart Help me thru this lonely night Lie to me and tell me ev'rything's alright Talk to me, oh lonesome heart
y'all to hear this shit It's just a poem that I writ for you girl The first time, ever you sucked my dick Thank you, thank you I felt, the earth tremble, under my
I wanna hear that [bass when I make love], I wanna hear some [lyrics when I wake up], Write rhymes to [get me through a break up]'A¦ Bitch! Like my whisky
the, Bass hook with the drum, my saviour, This is the comeback, tongue that's sharp like a thumbtack, It's so tight James is saying give my funk back
you bother me It's gonna be my Rock'n'Roll day Give the children what they want Hear the universal choir pray. Hear the James Brown song Hear the
bother me - it's gonna be my Rock and Roll day - give the children what they want Hear the universal choir pray Hear the James Brown song, hear the church
in my life It's gonna feel real good, gonna make a diference Gonna make it right... As I, turn up the collar on my favorite winter coat This wind is blowing my
you got Love you the same even if the trinkets stop Got my heart in your hands and I think you know Can't put a price on my love and the way we grow
(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James) Somebody's calling out your secret name And your window's being kissed by stones Baby can you hear my silent serenade