KRS-One, here's, "My Philosophy" Settin' it off, with my monopoly If it ain't over, it's about to be And it damn sure ain't nuttin' stoppin' me Sangalo
love You will feen Now it's 98 D-rugs, he payed me well 500 S-E-L Got me land in A-T-L It's all swell Way before a felony But now that we together It
It ain't pumpin' out the love no mo', and I feel that 'Cause God when you really need it, where the love at? That's why a lot of niggaz got more faith
always love ya to Bounce for that outfit the one's who mean it Won't ya bounce for that outfit and don't ya be greedy Don't don't be greedy, don't don
little homey just tripped and stripped Because he didn't realize that the joint was dipped, that's right O.G's joining the nation and it's all good Big G's
around the aftermath and the soldier got tough He tried to grab the woman's hand Said, "Here's a ring, it cost a grand" She said, "That ain't enough"
L-O-V-E, love Love is a walk down Main street (oh love) Love is an apple that is so sweet (love) Love is something that can't be beat (love) L-O-V-E
L-O-V-E, love Love is a walk down main street (Oh love) Love is an apple honey, so sweet (Love) Love is something that can't be beat (Love) L-O-V-E
s not enough money to count She's priceless, oh, she's priceless She priceless, she's priceless She's priceless, shawty, priceless L.O.S. Radio Killa Ain't
n*** from the hood, n*** I bang with S*** ain't changed different toilet it's the same s*** Ain't no half steppin' on some Big Daddy game s*** I walk
can't study war Yeah I can't study war No no I can't study war Yeah I can't study war Uh I can't study war Now where the south side I can't study war
It's goin' down, and they can't really see Southside representin' and this is Lil' to Keke First three, who it be, L-i-l K-e That's me, I'm a g, from
's on you so what you gonna do Well it's on n' on n' on on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn I said M A S T E R AG with a double E I
L.A. G, get at me when you see me Catch you in O.C., and in the bag you'll be leaving I ain't worried 'bout my freedom cause for me to get even Is worth
the money, blues, blunts, broken 22's Monkey see, Monkey do A shorty sipping sunny dew Now its V.S.O.P. in a G.S. thats mad smokey Murder tree's, Crusin
make cat's go crazy [Nino Bless:] Fuck a lecture, ain't tryin to be Pun's sucessor That term's done fucka, what up whatever You bird's is food I'm about
got real dough That be in briefcases, cats kill fo' And since you can't beat us, it's best you join us 'Cuz I know you won't have this hold that's on
ll smoke wit you But the realness, I ain't got no love for you That's why I never do a song with you Not even if your baby's mom fucked the crew And