moments For a while I find everything I need For a while I find everything I need Ticke ticke, talking within my room Staring at the wall Memories
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precious moments For a while I find everything I need For a while I find everything I need Ticke ticke talking Within my room Staring at the wall Memories
I eat a can of beans,good for my heart About 1 a.m.,I always..... Far from me to bite anothers rhyme They're just too easy to write I do'em two at a
lies No alibi's I see the weakness in your eyes dun You wanna run? Plus ya scared to shoot a gun for fun You bust a couple of slugs off the rooftop My
s a small one, no fun at all Bouncin' round the air like a tennis ball When it touches down I wanna kiss the ground But it's time to wreck a new town
s got a Tec 9 or a hand grenade Thirty-seven killed last week in a crack war Hostages tied up and shot in a liquor store, nobody gives a fuck ?The children
but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake
I'm the Ice rhymer, a big timer An' yes, I'm a pimp an' a player an' a hustler An' kinda a mack an' a poet, impressive I know it Don't only rhyme for
and every move you make is analyzed? [Busta Rhymes] Yo, it's all good, you see the blessing is a gift and a curse To be in a position I am, shit could
love the smart girls You brainy babes with your attitudes Smart smart smart smart girls Did I love you little surfer girl Or was it just your bod and long blonde curls Fun fun fun was all
t as fun now And the city is all run down, we troop down to Jew Town Talking cat down on some gear, have enough for a Polish incom fair I stare, at
standing up at your podium Your momma falling over him like (No no no) Plus recently I been watching a lot of cats 'Cause this game got me prepared for all
up, oops, I can read a true crook Like I read a new book I'm hooked on hip hop culture Look at the tip top lyrical structure Floatin' like a soap bubble
fuckin' floor with your feet Before we bang y'all niggas all with the heat Feed y'all niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat And make
After that go to city, Allen and get the lobsters Now can I get a witness lemme show y'all my visions Never had a job but still takin' all my business
what's a pimp? I say, but what's a pimp? They wanna be like this I know it looks real fly up in here But what's a pimp? I say, but what's a pimp? It
to hit the turfs With a bag of tapes puttin' in work, biatch In '83 you hit a house party A dolla' get you in and a dolla' fo' a drink I'm on the turntable
