Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor
i love you, muah ah, yeah, yo, lot of square feet chopping speed is the minimum talk all subliminal in love with a criminal it's all coming back to the
Sanctuary Is what you Are to me Yeah No dictionary Can find The words to say How much I love you Hallejiah It's bout time I found someone Whose gonna
Ohh, baby, baby Come on, sugar Sanctuary is what you are to me, yeah No dictionary can find the words to say How much I love you Hallelujah It's 'bout
When I'm feelin' low need to let it out I do a little dance I call the push & stomp I said hey, I do the push & stomp Saw you on the street ya looked
I'm staring out into that vacuum again From the back porch of my mind The only thing that's alive I'm all there is And I start attacking my vodka stab
Well I just heard the news today It seems my life is going to change I closed my eyes, begin to pray Then tears of joy stream down my face With arms
[ACCORDIAN PLAYER] Lovers! [LADY FLOWER SELLER] Ooh La La! [SOPHIE] Welcome, my friends, to Paris. Here, have a flower on me. Forget where you're from
Hey, hey, we keepin' it trill, samba baby If you need love I'm lovin', if you need a thug I'm thuggin' If you need a hustla, whatever you need, girl,
[skit plays for first minute or so of track] [Ghostface Killah] Congratulations, we have refreshments and glass bracelets Avian water's ya choice, put
Now you been holding me down For such a long time now From back then till now in my story Straight from the hood You've always been there for me And
Chi town balla, K-Town nigga Runnin' through the streets with my hands on the trigga And on the block smokin' weed with hash when I breeze pass I'm 'bout
(Dieter Saller) A trail of blood behind you Your back's against the wall You die of thirst, you cover in a tent You drank your body under Your gun's stuck
This is the awards for industry and free enterprise So let me sit you down and tell you, how I won first prize I took on your free enterprise and your
Alone on the sidelines without any guidelines You've been running to fast with no place to go You've got no direction, you gotta set your affection On
(Traditional, arranged by Ry Cooder) Instrumental
It started all in early September When my God given little became a lot older All goodbyes seal my broken heart Hold on to your teardrops, you got a long
Dj Joe subeme el volumen y no lo bajes que nos fuimos a fuego y aqui todo se vale y vamos pal perreo, creo, creo, creo en ese sol, es lo que quiero yo
