small that when my lonely knot was tied I was an echo in your mind Lost in canyons I would never find PRECHORUS CHORUS 6. Illyria © Vigoda/Kendrick 1993 7. Tempt Me ©
the method" Extra P from ATCQ's _Keep It Rollin_) * cut and scratched 4X by Mista Sinister Verse One: No I.D. No time to get all excited just write
of the characters from good times, good men say a??If you want to talk do it silenta?? Therea??s nothing you can tell my damn fans to stop liking me or writing
that's why it starts with ER (I'm Hot) I'm by far the best stop the racket I'm a master with a mic and green jacket They can be the traffic write somethin
stranger, just the rhyme arranger Highly explosive, keep out, danger Packin' Gs while you try to beat me But for these MCs who go on and wannabe Gs What I write
you niggas is some hoes (hoes) [Verse 3: Chino XL] These niggas is hoes on King's life, Chino is livin it Jesus Christ is sewing me for copy write infringement
Home sick just when I thought I was sick of home Losing track of time everyday we switching zones Drizzy Hendrix Ia??m just backstage getting stoned Thank Me Later man, a million copies
home Home sick just when I thought I was sick of home Losing track of time everyday we switching zones Drizzy Hendrix I'm just backstage getting stoned Thank Me Later man, a million copies
grave sites, rap stars fill 'em up You what? Thirty, forty years old and still wack as fuck Me? I ain't even in my prime When I write my dopest rhyme
down, Mama told me you's the giant Pump out the nose cold,crimewave,host em, baratone throne So defiant, they stole the science from the o.g. carbon copies
' my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it's tangible, stop me But then I hit 'em with a flow, that they can't even copy See, we don't play that Where
understandin? my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it?s ?, stop me But then I hit ?em with a flow, that they can?t even copy See, we don?t play that
- Bill Rice) « © '70 Jack & Bill Music » I thought of leaving you a note but every time I start There's knowing blue enough to write
THE SOLDIER'S LAST LETTER (Ernest Tubb - Henry Stewart) « © '44 Cross Music » The postman delivered a letter it's filled her old heart
see me dawg im tryna be on mtv dawg i havent paid da rent and havent ate in weeks dawg sweet tea mob we da hardest yall soft but its hard to write song
Combines a perfect picture for people My words is colorful like autumn The way they fall on the track like leaves when I record 'em There's nothin' like it when I write
into the night Some years ago they were in fashion Tonight they couldn't get a seat They've got themselves a brand new history From Revisionism Street Written
beside you is your twin Behind your fiery make-up you should know this I am your sister, I am your kin, your flesh and kin I'll write this tune in
