he gave me It's so cold here deep beneath the lapping water... The water The water My love Head against his shoulder, 'cross
landing, NORMA scrambles to her feet. The revolver is no longer in evidence. SHE crosses the landing and starts off down the stairs; a flutter of movement
my rhymes Tongue whipped, pushed, shoved and tripped Coocked from the hold of my Kung Fu grip And if you want my title, it would be suicidal From my end, it
we changin lanes, while we just Chorus 3X Ridin wit my top down listenin to this Jesus music Rid-ridin wit my top down down top top down ridin wit my top down
in the break of day And make sure that your body slowly starts to decay... It's gruesome, I had to add my two cents The next movement in rap guess who
of our love. Gandhi called it Ahimsa. The Greenham Wowan call it the 'Politics of Whimsy', But it doesn't end there, neither is it enough. Gandhi played
t answer it That's it no asterisks No thirst to find the circumstances It was planted in me deep It was nurtured and it grew Gave it sleep and nutrition It
get it poppin' like that Throw it down like Stackhouse, cockin' it back So ladies? Is you wit me now? Don't fake down Everybody brace yaselves, it's a
Like a handgun It's goin' down now Grab your girl hops No excuses when the bodies begin to drop Look in my face fool It look like I'm play'n Don't become
You can't stall, we hold the black horses I'm runnin' up in ya church to smack crosses You lack rawness, you lack passion You couldn't make it through
us as his vessles mayne cats who wanna walk it and talk it teach it and preach it they love it they live it they'll go it wherever they leaded chorus
But haters so antiquated, I anticipated, Accepted it internally, at night interpolated, He chopped it up and laid it in a session and then he played it. I wrote, recorded to it
at my pace If I can do it, you can do it if you can do it they can do it If we can do it, what we doing, let?s start moving
[Verse 1:] Double down stroke, pound my head on concrete til it cracks Double take, doubled over from this double cross on my back Doubled my pleasure
Ville, Killer Mike In the motherfucking building nigga Y'all already know, Killa kill putting it down New South Movement, mo'fucker New South Movement
It's the lateral movement of my vocal pitch It eliminates pressure on the haunted But the posse is around so I got to front it Plus employ tactics
faith Time to do what He told ya Hold up the 66 books Stuck in the radio Always trying to hit me with hooks, nope Feeling my crew? Hallelu This is how it sounds when Pilly goes down
With 151 Bacardi and a stick of the stickiest Meticulous when it's got to represent us I can't trust in no kay, come with it or forget it We move on to