their way, see how they shine Oh, if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled
and small! Just being with our friends like you is all, We wanna do! All we wanna do! Is have a good time! Having lots of fun! With all these friends
could always tell when someone Is holding a grudge I'm makin' monsters for my friends I'm makin' monsters for my friends I'm makin' monsters for my friends
could always tell when someone is holdin' a grudge I'm makin' monsters for my friends I'm makin' monsters for my friends I'm makin' monsters for my friends
one of them is absolutely true. Where was I? LIBRA! A big promotion is just around the corner for someone much more talented than you Laughter is
matter is that Finally the storm is over It's time for us to reap what we have sewn No doubt my brothers and sisters God has given us a miracle, finally
I'm an Indian Outlaw Half Cherokee and Choctaw My baby she's a Chippewa She's one of a kind All my friends call me Bear Claw The Village Chieftain is
for? I got a partner, got a plan for some dough And if you're down, you can pick up yourself a pretty penny Be in town in a minute Now be sure if you
be in trouble Bone Thugs back and you're gonna be in trouble Bone Thugs back and you're gonna be in trouble Bone Thugs back and you're gonna be in trouble
different so we came with a twist Straight from the streets where the niggas get rich Better find a pattern till you see who it is Livin is hard make
mashin' out In a brand new drop top flyin' ***, listenin' to the wind blow *** automatic weapon When they step up *** hit with a *** Everybody tryna get a *** with a
What you want me to do What you want me to do, What you want me to do I got in-trouble rhymes to adapt to in-trouble times A double nine, in case niggaz
What you want me to do What you want me to do, What you want me to do I got in-trouble rhymes to adapt to in-trouble times A double nine, in case niggas
to a tune on the radio, check it An old church hymn behind a breakbeat record (yeahhh) Sounded kinda funky so I pumped it, right But rudely interrupted by a
, thinking if I should shoot the shit Click, bang, I jammed it, I slammed it aw shit, goddammit I'm havin' a fucked day to begin with I lost a bitch, a
sheet, my knees get weak To the point i had to take me a seat This shits deep When they put a nigga down that you was raised around What was once a minor
You remember the things that your parents had said But rather find out the hard way You should tell a friend and tell a friend to tell a friend I keep
on top (It's clear up here) We coopin', we must be inta trouble Some hard type shit that cost a quarter mill a pop It makes me laugh, ha, life is so