Su perfecto amor echa afuera el temor A quien temerte si el esta conmigo? A un hombre que solo carne puede matar? O a un Dios vivo que en el seol me
'em Ghetto superstar, that is what you are Comin' from afar, reachin' for the stars Run away with me to another place We can rely on each other, uh
were finished with their whole wheat toast and spinach, we should go back to the secret roomhat had only been constructed recently to be conductive to the force
with it cant fake the funk at all And bet your ganna fall studying the bone thug style But whatcha ganna do when you face to face with the 5th dawg Sneakin
, it ain't no other way That's how it is until they put me in a grave, nigga I never learned the trade, I fuck with chess and spades The only other game
as well sign it The ending, I'm the reaper, why you hiding? I'm violent, I strike with the force of a bomb And right when you least expect it I come
of cash made on Hollis Ave Fast to change, high rollers was living, until the task force came A lot of ghost-towns and memories, bad-blooded enemies So many die with
to get loose, shawty, better be Sittin' on them leather seats If not, pat yo feet on the concrete merely Freak by choice, not force, I would never be Charged with
t budge, so I shot her, *woman stops screaming* "Bla! Bla!" *with 2 gunshots* (stupid!) (Fuck, take a look at you now!) I kicked the door open *door opens
Yeah, yeah, follow me Come with me to the dark side of the force No man would boldly go to this place The devil only knows of this world So dark and oh
' what I was told Kept my uniform pressed and clean At night I chased their shadows Through the arroyos and ravines Drug runners farmers with their families Young women with
would i spend my whole life with you? now i ain't trying to pick a fight with you, i'm trying to talk now i ain't trying to spend the night with you,
out the red carpet 'cause I'm kickin' this Vanilla Ice platinum? That shit's ridiculous Excuse my French, but profanity is all I knew And to you other
brothers (the brothers) On some other shit can't forget Shabazz Representin not to mention that I'm gettin cash Get with that or get with this because
men walkin with hits on the grills Late night at the spot, posted with goons, dope and balloons Coke and the doom, scheme; I'll leave you open with wounds
hey) Blistering lines packed in six stick to spine Rap with a sick mind trapped in thick bitch frame (ooh yeah) Drug you with strychnine and I drinks
the backline Life is real you know how I feel Even when just taking a walk I got a weapon concealed For protection you can't get with this connection With
here Bad dreams, you don't want to have to wake up here I'm running down a hall with one wall of flames With friends I've never seen in my life with
