- but do you think we really give a... Southside, Westside, Eastside, North I spit the hot flame, you get your flesh torn off I come from that place where you
You can give your boss some of that, And you can get me off in the back of the 'lac Take me away to the place where asses hop to the bass Victoria's
infects the people in it cross mine meet deaths design game over lost time from tech thee n9nes flame thrower anybody wanna get some the tech is the place where you
sing it to you We ready to bang Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? Watch where you aim Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga You
shine again Your heart be fillin' wit laughter The joint has passed us You got them angels tryin' to run You grab them rocks be hittin' the ground You
foe my soldiaz, like I told ya (Dear Lord can you help me?) when you at peace. Neva to fiend, you'll pray foe tha peoplez when you need'em they there
for you, and I would fly for you I'm right beside you, 'side you, 'side you I will ride for you, and I will fly for you Right beside ya.. I love you Jesus
band playing "nearer my God to thee." We met at the steeple where the mission bells ring She said, "i know what you're thinking, but there ain't a thing You
, you turn in the middle But you're never sure why you're here We live in a political world Under the microscope You could travel anywhere and hang yourself there You
been told Hoodoo, you Well I rue the day I ever saw your face (Thank you God for the day I saw his face) Even more the day I opened up my place You can
away But I can help you cry Cut the branch from this tree Carve a place for you and me Wooden seat that we can string From a branch where we can swing
la la, la la la lie All God's children they all gotta die My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie I'm closing in on my fifteenth year If you think that you
by the flames Most beautiful one - witch! Endless precious jewel - heretic! Pride among virgins - confess! You rose of the world - and die! Oh my god - where are you
my and thank you ma'am And when I grab the mic you scream, "Oh, god damn" The creme de la creme is who I am MCA where have you been Packed like sardines
time to man up. God understands, us what we go through he has went through, where we have been he has been through he?ll defend you stand tough. Grab
onto the vision hip hop at it's best when it lacked television and everybody wasn't an emcee you know where the flows be and if you check the rhyme slowly you
done [Breton] God of the earth We got, the letter from you So here we are Is there nothing we can do? [Tarine] He is a fraud he's not Maegon Run for you