year it gets a little bit colder Breathe in, breathe out, it'll be okay Be strong, hold on, make it through the day One step at a time, one foot in
every year it gets a little bit colder Breathe in breathe out, it'll be okay Be strong, hold on, make it through the day One step at a time One foot
that shit with me and him about a year ago But there's a new rule starting tonight Dis'me on a record,see me bite Because in a daze,you saw a battle of
raw, comin' at your door You start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more More than thousand times one, snatch up, my styles get done I hold a
ya gonna do if i show up at your place Try to ignore it this time, motherfucker have a taste [Verse four: Capitol E / Esham] Ya need a spoonful, another wants a
to raise a child and maintain a career This a message to all the single mothers in the world Don't be wasting all your time And if a coward get you pregnant
sambo With bad hair Be aware of what a lynch is, Be, be boundless energy Be a four star ghetto general, be no one except I Be a strong academic student, be an A
ditch get dug you ever step up One by one I push 'em down fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound Hard head soft ass make a gushy ground I'm straight from a
a cocaine runner A new year is dawning, new crews is forming Rival gangs is warring blood steadily pouring The streets are deep Son every day is like a
to his ball; not taking much time set up at all he swings, Champion: (Swing at the ball.) Connects, a Smash of a hit! Gallery: (applaud) Donald:
me alive I'm gettin' high with my four-five Cocked on these suckas, time ta die Even as a youngster Causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus I was a fool
, how you killed my son On the four-zero-five, changin', his flat tire Suspect's a white male, lead, a possible robbery Hurts my heart that we start off this year
The record's in the record store, category's black war Best you ever saw an' it comes in a three or a four pack In a month or two I'll be back To confer
look at all the videos. Wack stage shows, wack page flows. Biters non-rythm writers. (example the sample). It was an age under and a stage back. The girlie
, hand held tote mm-hmm [Break: (first two lines)] [Verse Two: Ghostface Killah] More than a thousand times one, snatch up my styles get done I hold a
Rocks wasn't groovin' at the time So way we got out money was cuttin' grass Leader not a follower, became a hill side baller Put together a group called
