by 2PAC on album Miscellaneous
2PAC Miscellaneous Thugz Mansion (Nas Acoustic)"(feat. J. Phoenix, Nas Shit, tired of gettin shot at Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it A spot
by Charles Hamilton on album Crash Landed (Mixtape)
It's for all the rings* Haha Now-now-now thoughts that might kill me Are not gon' make you stronger Cause I been writing for a minute now But I know u been writing longer And that is a god
by Atmosphere on album Sad Clown Bad Dub 7
Look at your face When all I could see was myself looking back at me Reflection And all I could do was think about sleeping next to you What would it take to make a women like you View a wolf like me
by K.A.A.N. on album Abstract Art
Lord, Lord Yeah, alright let's do it Ooh, and I just pray to God that we survive, that we survive I asked the lord to give us wings so we could fly, so we could fly And I just had a premonition that
by The Co on album Keep It Together
This isn't that long so don't turn your headphones off. This isn't that long better turn the music on. You hear the radio sound hit lower the ground, turn it off. I hear you coming up now singing h
by Canibus on album For Whom The Beat Tolls
[Vocal 1] I got bored with four beats to the measure Professor speech compressor terminated his tenure to explore a more rewarding adventure Take a closer look at the bars You'll see I'm not
by Akinyele on album Vagina Diner
Akinyele Vagina Diner The Bomb It's the bomb, baby The bomb, baby With no ifs, no ands, no buts, and no maybes [verse 1] I walk through the projects with stress in my hands A bad young man from
by Eminem feat. Drake, Kanye West & Lil Wayne on album The Story of Marshall Mathers
It may not mean nothing to y’all, understand nothing was done for me, so i don’t plan on stopping at all, I want this sh-t forever man, ever man, ever man, I’m shutting sh-t down in the mall, an
by Jay Brannan on album Goddamned
Fatal habits, broken dreams Waking up isn't all it seems We held on to what we couldn't see I carried you, you carried me Camped out in Hollywood roasting letters from your father We proved survival
by Rose Tattoo on album Assault & Battery
Bluebird Lyrics OVER AND AGAIN Brian Wright {Suspension Publishing ASCAP} She had a black rose tattoo On her right hand wrist She had the Golden Rule Down low on her hip And I never loved her But,
by Rose Tattoo on album Assault & Battery
Bluebird Lyrics OVER AND AGAIN Brian Wright {Suspension Publishing ASCAP} She had a black rose tattoo On her right hand wrist She had the Golden Rule Down low on her hip And I never loved her But,
by Rose Tattoo on album Assault & Battery
Bluebird Lyrics OVER AND AGAIN Brian Wright {Suspension Publishing ASCAP} She had a black rose tattoo On her right hand wrist She had the Golden Rule Down low on her hip And I never loved her But,
by Rose Tattoo on album Assault & Battery
Bluebird Lyrics OVER AND AGAIN Brian Wright {Suspension Publishing ASCAP} She had a black rose tattoo On her right hand wrist She had the Golden Rule Down low on her hip And I never loved her But,
by Rose Tattoo on album Assault & Battery
Bluebird Lyrics OVER AND AGAIN Brian Wright {Suspension Publishing ASCAP} She had a black rose tattoo On her right hand wrist She had the Golden Rule Down low on her hip And I never loved her But,
by Ten Foot Pole on album Bad Mother Trucker
Sarah jones is acting out a monologue To teach the world about justice What women want "im not an Object!" She screams with eyes on fire The crowd goes wild Shes preaching to the choir W. is
by Joe Budden on album Mood Muzik 4
Funk, funk, ready? Check me out now Come along, come-a, come along But I don't trust niggas so make sure you come alone I hand picked you you think sensibly They friends with you, don't need them to
by Joe Budden on album Mood Muzik 4.5
Funk, funk, ready? Check me out now Come along, come-a, come along But I don't trust niggas so make sure you come alone I hand picked you you think sensibly They friends with you, don't need them to
by Joe Budden on album Mood Muzik 4.5
Funk, funk, ready? Check me out now Come along, come-a, come along But I don't trust niggas so make sure you come alone I hand picked you you think sensibly They friends with you, don't need them to
by Joe Budden on album Mood Muzik 4
Funk, funk, ready? Check me out now Come along, come-a, come along But I don't trust niggas so make sure you come alone I hand picked you you think sensibly They friends with you, don't need them to