Do you do garage music mate? You got any of that urban? (Urban, urban, urban) House, do you do garage? Ga-ga-ga-garage Wot do you call it? Garage? Wot
put on my chest north side jamiaca queens you can call that shit my stalkin grounds get yo ass stomped out pistol whipped or beat down pass that white sheet
dozen Makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband Gavin' ya girl back spasms 'Cause G Rap has 'em orgasm after orgasm Change the sheets?
' cookin' but the music) Ain't nothin' cookin' but the music (And oh yeah, I'm with the band) Ain't nothin' cookin' but the music (For I am the music, sheet music
[Hook: Bun B] I done listened to your music and watched your videos (eos) You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) You fakin on
? the bass The fiddle and guitar are removed from the case You know it?s Kenny O when it booms and shakes You know it?s our music by the movement it makes
art and life Is really just the half When you recognize That music is math Like a true song Is really just a product On the answer sheet Life's craft
and then said let's go 20 minutes later things were starting to cook As we pulled up into her house I said I'm with you toots The music was soft and
crack crack Hey this is the crack house, welcome to the crack house I mean I'm talkin? more plies than a frat house This is the problem, this is not music
the overwhelming temptation to reach The pinnacle of the pop music genre, will reduce even The most deplorable examples of the underground music scene
bunch of minorities die in the clubs They say my music's makin 'em lose it, I write it in blood This is my music for all my people missin my music Keep
[so for all y'all niggaz out there that be puffin shit When the music go on, y'all listen to this alright? ] Verse one: prince rakeem/ryzarector Let
this endo suckin me dry I got this slut bitch suckin me dry Bout to wet the bed up It was the perfect setup Bloody sheets (bloody sheets) No body (no
it but can't hide it so step aside Its the nigga that makin' music for the streets cause I love this motherfucker like pussy with no sheets, cause its
's running for president. It's a shame what the game's became, But the truth is, There's really nobody to blame, But the music. Lets give it a minute,
The sixty second assassin Track Mastahs Turn that music up Rockland Hovah Woo! Yes, yes Somebody's girl is at this party Shakin' that ass to this Somebody