back to the lab tonight grab an oath in the afterlife, that's only right living like a rock star is the only life and we are, 6 grown men, who are old
one blood, one blood I ain't got beef wit 50, no beef wit J What's beef when you gettin' head in the 6 trey? And the double game change, I keep ?em on
ya Step to me, A.G., it's got to be for my signature [Party Arty] Yo, you know my style, gimme yours since I got mines Step up and get done with a gun
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's Headcrack, time to get the bread black! 4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's Headcrack
and a thirst for your mama either way I keep it goin til that thing is empty been nice since mike tyson punched soda popinsky chicks keep gettin stung
in the back, and Im feelin so true, got much love for my nigga named Screw, that Key-C in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan, I got about 6 or 7 pounds from
can live good for 6 years But then it's football numbers First take 36 ounces of coke Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove Next step to make them
to keep my whole faculty covered And spits more like an Iraqian thugging If you gonna take me, mommy I'm coming But if not, they can never break I'ma keep
breath sugar footed crew that backed ya. Gimme a reason to step, I'm drinkin booze and jack jackers, Back mackers, out-act actors, stack up stature, Textual factors, while I keep
Yet he still had a lit cigarette between his fingertips Danger when you step into the chamber with the master Disaster, gotta blast ya, cuz I hafta [U-God] The rat pack is back
, comin' at your door Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more You heard of the rasp before but kept waiting For the sun of song, I keep dancehalls
" (1 2 3 4 5 6) Hard rhyme and the rebel is on the mic One time, rhyme animal's on the mic They're still keepin', youth asleep an' We in the hood with
devils The abstracts, right and exact, knapsack's on the back Rip poetical flows upon the track My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it back and
of my lungs -- you gots to get down Now, they heard the sound and wanna give the kid a pound on the down low *whispering* Relax baby, keep it underground
free You catch a bid far worser than a 1 to 3 All up in the after hours on the 2nd floor For that good thing, that keep 'em comin' back for more You
CHORUS] [Verse4 - R.Kelly] Now any other times I would say it's over Since the party so live, Fuck it keep it going Shit don't stop till 6 in the
back of the back And I'm back with Dre again Aftermath, We the Best, me and Khaled, Dre and Em Detox, 'Red', that's back to the back Step in the club
