wanna end up food for the crocodiles I?d take the gun off ya waist and smack ya And turn around and point it at ya mink and give you one I?m the reason
[Chorus: both (Freeway) {LL Cool J}] You ice grilling, your blood spilling Tell me little homey, what's the reason? (That can lead to Freeway squeezing
't tell Paid for some funerals, they probably went to hell I don't owe nobody nothin', man, I get a bitter meal I ain't beatin' around the bush, I'm
, confusion [Tekitha] Keep on fightin, strivin, survivin, survivin [Verse Three: uncredited - possibly Priest] Now see I'm livin just to die without most any reason
[Intro: Cam'Ron] Ok First off, you a bitch nigga Only reason I'm doin this I'ma jus name 5 reasons real quick, got a hundred fifty First - you stole Roc
crib built like a fort lets go to war i aint George bush i promise ya'll im gon be prepared cos i aint trusting my weapon either and thats the reason
(Yup) For shizzy, nizzy, I'll kill a nigga, he piss me off (Ay) Heat him down, keep the pound, see him now, beat him down I ain't talkin' 'bout a bush
corner with a chip in his phone You can tell that the Hillside was his home Mo' scrill than the rest of the pushers Cause he got a chop suey in the bushes
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety four Seff the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason It must be pleasin' man it
with the fat ass But without the cash, hit the door The reason that I'm here, Kurupt done bought the beer I'ma lush, lookin' fo' the cush, lookin' Fo' the bush
reason game spit like... KRS-One spits like... Doug Fresh beat box like rhaaa and you know that kane spit like... and that's the reason game spit
stop the violence, stop the war No more beef on the street, I?m talking about peace. Why is it war, why is it hatred, We need it, that?s the reason
Mallory How are we going to explain that we hungry And we need calories to maintain our energy And people never know my name. President Bush Don't
Crawls back up his cheek and slowly disappears As the knife wielding silhouette unhacks it from the rear Puts the knife away after reattaching the ear Then walks backwards thought the bushes
loungin? Roof thugs chew on slugs Maneuver through hoods and clubs Purple kush by the bush Dick is curved like Nike swoosh Push, push in this bush
the level of the rest Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test Locomotive individual and a knuckle in a fight And I was hidin' in the bushes
and is dismissed Kitty guard your grill, well be for real, you ain't built I'm silly ho smackin' MC's on a ninety degree tilt The reason that it's tilted
so many men So many men no-one needs Don't give up 'Cause you have friends Don't give up You're not the only one Don't give up No reason to be ashamed