here again She?s sixteen , now she cries alone her father?s dead he can?t touch her anymore he?s a bad dreams Forever Young We?ll be stronger Forever Young let?s
Limbs Two - Le Cerf Malade Three - Gather Me Up Forever Four - I Am The Bloody Earth Five
's knocking at my window Someone's ringing my bell, ding song It's about two in the morning Hey yo G, what the Hell's going on? It's just another case
Royce Five Nine Sick Sick Emcee Here to filter the game To let clips empty Trackmaster sound now who's to blame 'Bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game O
don't give a fuck (Look at the grill on my pimp mobile) Look at the grill Old grill smile, wiling out up in the VIP The club close at five 'o'clock,
hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying Whats poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin f-ck em five I aint got no time to shuck
watch out Ouch! [Rick Ross] Bitch I got money too Trilla album comin' soon Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room Whip the keys (Twenty-five!), in
Chotto radio no o-kiki no Kata-gata ni osaka no ho Kara go-aisatsu Itadakemasuka? M: ah hai! ah domo! Pizzicato five no Nomiya maki desu! Eto baby
hurt they feelings You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit If Five-o boy come, then they'd proudly
blood Bitches young niggas, Young Money, young niggas, fuck pistols We at yo' window with scud missles Young Carter Big nuts and they hung farther than ya father's
, niggas on the corners hustlin'. YouknowhatI'msayin? I do this shit from the heart man. Verse 1: Yo I write rhymes for Beemers, Rovers overachievers O.G.s and young
you'll never breath again ever So whatever, I'm a pass the mic down to the B O W W O W you You in trouble Uh, ain't nothing like a young cat wit his
live spots The thug, take your hairy soul like [unverified] I withdraw Yeah, look here, been here Dis here's, diss year's Get one of the five To lay
your toes You can ask Bo but yo that nigga don't know About the dominant factor the accurate rapper Here's the next chapter, page ninety-five Niggaz so hard it's
Yo once a pimp gets threats That's right, that's the the that's, that's threats them And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sin-surr And I, nigga I'll kill
you go? Death Row, what a brother know Once again back is the incredible, the rhyme animal The young cannibal, D, Public Enemy number one "Five-O" said
