Brothers on drugs again we knew you were high but never low enough to sell yourself... you always say you don't agree and you wish it was your way when
: Brothers on drugs again we knew you were high but never low enough to sell yourself... you always say you don't agree and you wish it was your way
Oh yes, I'm that master rap I'm the cold cap (echo) I'm what you know, ask Rapping Beyotch, beyotch 2 times baby, one time more Give it one more for
tired of living But I'm, but I'm afraid to die 'Cause I don't know what's up there In that great, big ol' sky Oh my, oh my, oh my It's been a long,
the man? (The Heavster, time keeps on slipping) Who's the man? (The Heavster, time keeps on slipping) Yes, too many brothers be fakin' moves or frontin' grooves Peace to all the brothers
(Somebody say ho-oh...) (Say ho-oh-oh....) [Aceyalone - talking] Yesss man But im not a motherfuckin' yes man Yeah you know how it goes down You just
your mind Is your blood type the type that flows Or is your blood type the type just stereo? A woman every day should be thanked Not disrespected, not
ya like Like a can of beer that's sweeter than honey Like a millionaire that has no money Like a rainy day that is not wet Like a gamblin' fiend that does not
split it Oh forgot They come with the rough stuff, boy we hit it, split it, and forget it In the same order as ya hear, boy I'm not frontin', me not
Female: Is all that true ?] I don't lie You see... I'm not mister nice guy [Female: Oh, so you're not exactly a role model?] Not exactly [Female: And
:23]Virgins, 'til the day..... [03:30]We.................................. [03:41]o oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohh oh [03:47]Do it, oh oh ohh oh {note:oh
just chillio Number one mi meking part two oh no How yuh fi dis mi when I?m no zero Listen how mi voice clean through di stereo How yuh fi slam mi I
here to the studio Ya know what I'm sayin'? An' this brother stop me an' ask me "Yo, wassup with that brother Chuckie D? He swear he nice" I said, "Yo, the brother
hip-hop Brothers choppin on the one and two Non-stop.. the violence, and gun shootin It's time to unite; no time for losin Or takin steps backwards - that's not
it one more time? Why, oh why am I always stuck behind The lady who has writes a check in the express check out line? Excuse me miss, it's 10 items not
stripe pants, my spanz baby You know I'm not going trucking downtown Standing on the corner so the fellas can stare and say Hey man, ain't you the brother
ya like like a can of beer that's sweeter than honey like a millionaire that has no money like a rainy day that is not wet like a gamblin fiend that does not
