love For united we stand, divided we fall And if our backs should ever be against the wall We'll be together, together, you and I For united we stand, divided we
love For united we stand Divided we fall And if our backs should ever be against the wall We'll be together, together, you and I For united we stand Divided we
pump, feel the pump, feel the pump; pump, pump, pump. Wish: Lights out; we comin' through. We ain't satisfied-- hope it ain't on you. We ain't gon' let
my back pocket all day long Black Wall Mafias, Wu-Tang Sopranos Niggas steady pushing keys but we don't see pianos Niggas steady pushing Phantoms, we
biscuit at both of them bastards What ya'll excuse now, yo cuz, she said she live with her pop Her dude mad strict that's why we up in the spot And yo
at 11 [Chorus x2: Leatha Face - Shaolin Soldiers] We shell shocked, we burn hotter than a meltin pot Your skeleton drop, as your cells start to pop We
just to please a Biz-Nitch And some of all is street And know the gangsta mode It's like this, fuck a bitch And that's the G code We used to sell raw
Sleep 2:53 Little Willie John (Earl Liebieg) 1923 Pop Chart #13 Sep 5, 1960 King Single #5394 With Jimmy Palmer-piano, Fred Jordan-guitar William
Let Them Talk 2:37 Little Willie John (Thompson) King Single #5274 Pop Chart #100 Feb 22, 1960 R&B Chart#11 With Ernie Hayes-piano, Mickey Baker-guitar
how we play We flip that C R A C K Crack for the money you know how we play We flip that C R A C K Crack for the money you know how we play We flip that
biggest hit? Don: I've done it again! Kermit: We did this together! Don: Alright boys, hit it! (three western-type male muppets pop up from behind the piano
, lads, welcome to the Club B I've seen you on telly With your long hair and pimples (Pop, pop) We arrived at the gig looking rough Not happy, we'd all
this conscious sound Patiently waited, seein' women get degraded Hear my favorite rapper shot and get assassinated Whatever happened to hip hop? We used to pop lock and break dance Now we
a-ake) We're going to - (shimmy) We're going to - (shimmy) We're goin' (Ye-eah!) (sax & instrumental) We're going to - (shimmy) We're going to - (shimmy
bronx making them recoreds cause we always prepared Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going
're just California gridlock I'm a broken down amaro overheated But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash Can we just try to forget that we
and she had none. And yet we both reached for the gun Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes we both Oh yes we both Oh yes, we both reached for The gun, the gun, the