Hah Rah Digga Spliff Star Flipmode In ya face, nigga You wanna battle, nigga Yo, yo, yo It's my time to shine and I'm a shine bright Sodomize the mic
unsolved murder case, No damned description nigga 'cause only you saw my face But it's far too late for snitch and flatline time, Got caught in my hood slippin', flatline time
be livin', e'ry time When I first started off niggas had me fucked, muthafuckas was blind In '89 that ol' 'Mr. Flamboyant' shit was way ahead of his time
sweep her off her feet For the first time in my life I have somethin special She surrendered all her precious love to me Each night I thank my lucky stars And count
wear a red hat like Limp Bizkit I don't even put it back I just put it right on the tip Jump right on the hips Everybody wanna count Drag-On chips Instead of chunk chuggas count
so old again Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I will raise my hand up Into the night time sky And count the stars That
He said each day's a gift and not a given right Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind And try to take the path less traveled by That first
the very first time I cried How I wiped my eyes and buried the pain inside All of my memories, good and bad that's past Didn't even take the time to
hard life, but love is love, play your cards right Reach for the stars, life is trouble, put up a fight Before you know it, your inner sides start flowin
a bitch, I got my hand up her dress The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't rest And AK47 is my fucking address I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a
lying to their girls And drivin' the same cars Sittin' there, Wishing their problems became ours 'Cuz we have nothing in common Since I done became star
wore a cup in your panties So all you pussies in this rap game, time to up the ante What's your fancy? Big time skills or small penny Dead to latter
(wanna little taste) Gonna (be a long night) You're on a first class flight to the stars (
Meanwhile we're workin' every day Payin' off the National Ransom Woe betide all this hocus-pocus They're runnin' us ragged at their first attempt Around the time
to Battery Park First things first man, you're with the worst (Fucking) First things first man, you're with the worst (Fucking) First things first man
Like The Saxatrone Thugga Got Her Mind Blown Everytime She Come Home She Trying To Climb On Addicted To The Dick Stay Trying To Get Her Head Date Time We Make Time
like a sac of strong, thugga got her mind blown Every time she come home, she tryna climb on Addicted to this, she stay tryna get a hit Day time, we make time
to record our first album, "In Love With The Greenery". The first recording was much shorter than the later versions. It consisted of just the first