I am, chillin' at the party Brothers lookin' at me like they wanna kill somebody A cypher manifested in the center of the jam I got to show these wack rappers really who I am
man it's pretty. I ain't lying y'all, Monster for money for mine y'all if I wasn't getting money, I'd do time dog. You'd never see the nine fall, big
soft, I'm makin' it red I'm makin' her talk, I'm makin' her beg I'm makin' her crawl, I'm makin' her run I'm makin' it numb, I'm makin' it cum, I am
a focus on your chest I spit it for the lords And the for the folks And for the Crips and for the Bloods I'm like an American dream I role to the green
for my sins But I'ma raise hell to the bitter end, I'm a soldier! Every time I take a look, the only thing I see is (My live niggaz in the spot) Tell
till a nigga is R.I.P. Tryin' to be somethin' he saw on BET Either T.I.P., or B.I.G. I don't give a fuck what you saw on TV But a one-eight-seven, don
outrageous If I was an animal, they'd 've kept me in cages So get ready for this Y'all ready for this? Be a part, break my heart Get ready for this
I met a man He was 87 He said no way in hell Am I waiting for heaven Enjoy every moment That's what he said And have no regrets When you take your last
of a Calico/ Bastard, I'm a animal/ My guradians was avenues/ My Lord be my shepherd, but I swarms for collatoral/ Who can I trust? Where can I turn?
, I am human--I have the power to realise my dream. I am human--an automaton--a mindless 'technoslave,' I am human--I am servant to the monsters I have
to save lives Just one beast did survive Now I live to take life Keep yourself from me Can't help what I be I am man and beast Your flesh I will eat
I am? I?m just a man, is that all I am? Are my manners misinterpreted words or only human? I?m human Murderous crow, hey, what you know? What you reading about? What
are the best, who's one of the best? You're one of the best Why am I so def? Why don't I have flaws? Why do I cut for Salt-N-Pepa? Because when my turntable
.I., S.I. chief retire Rest in peace La, cut 'em like a pizza pie I need paper, cop cars, I don't even drive I am not a rapper, nah, I don't even rhyme
William Tracy as soon we get the sattelite feed repared. In the meantime, we now go live to Joan Caar, at the Hellbender Plaza. Joan?" Joan: "Sam, I'
BODIES OF BIG FAT ANIMALS! I CAN?T BELIEVE I LET YOU TALK ME INTO TAKING THE BLAME FOR YOU! SAM: YOU HAD TO! I?VE ALREADY BEEN SUSPENDED ONCE THIS SEMESTER
lot to live for and I'd be damned If I change one bit, I like the way I am, you understand? Put your hands up, come off them grams I ain't trippin', that's the way I am, the way I am
sense(je suis fous = i am mad) I'll split every pound of your body into six pence I'm sick of simple similes about The Sixth Sense I'll leave your body