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premier, premium bravo Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though Shots in the spinal from my rivals Cross the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop
a monument in hip-hop Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops Un cut live, drop eighty
(Intro) (Shaquille O' Neal) Come on bounce (yeah) Yeah T.W.IsM. fam (uh-huh) Peter Gunz, Peter Gunz Big Shaq, Shaq Dog The rock is for all the females
got those cheapest Got no green card, got no visas and got those Pablo features They drop off then pick up, i pick up then drop off The drop off was
Intro: (laughing) yeah, coming to you like, yeah, you know another one of those, Flavorishis, mackadoshis, sour cream and onion type flavor. Redman:
"He who write the songs.." - repeated throughout the intro [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Festos (who got it, huh, who got it?) Underdawgz in
they grind And ain?t nobody takin? from us, and that?s the bottom line But I know there's a drop in the block You move slow You getting' pressure from
[Intro: Chorus] So want you ride with me, my ghetto queen You're all that I need Cause she my ghetto queen, I give her what she need Money ain't a thing
[Intro - talking] Like it was before, as usual Somethin different, the boy never sounds the same [Verse 1] Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with
Intro: The pressures' of life got me thinking again What ticked you off today, your boss, girlfriend, that same idiot at school? Verse I This world
Buck 65-Square 3 [intro] music to be murdered by it is mood music in a juggular vein and i hope you like it our record requires only the simplist of
[intro: buddha monk] Allah is god, we came here to travel And speak the truth to those who do not know themselves. We do the knowledge to everythin in
face is smooth and never ever lumpy (*laughter*) [m] that was good, that was good {e} yo, wes drop that snow white story man Go ahead, drop it [maestro
never should of touched me You cowards knew you couldn't take the pressure I'ma make you sorry Trust me Didn't cry when they dropped me (Nah) Can they
Intro/Chorus:] Yea When The Pressures On Yea When The Pressures On Yea When The Pressures On Yea When The Pressures On What You Gonna Do When The Pressues
