Black Child lyrics
Black Child lyrics
"The Real Wanksta Lyrics"
We Got The Love Lyrics
You know it hurts me When I can't be next to you And though we're young I know You feel the same way, too Deep in our hearts we know It's just a matter of time 'Cause we'll be together one day And when we met Out on the streets along the way It wasn't by chance that we Were passing by that day As sure as there's a moon And stars above I know We'll be together for sure As sure as th
You know it hurts me When I can't be next to you And though we're young I know You feel the same way, too Deep in our hearts we know It's just a matter of time 'Cause we'll be together one day And when we met Out on the streets along the way It wasn't by chance that we Were passing by that day As sure as there's a moon And stars above I know We'll be together for sure As sure as th
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[Skit]
"Dirty how it look?"
"Dadadana, like a damn snitch."
("Oh man that's cold.")
"Look like you 'bout ready to go tell on somebody right damn now."
(*laughing*)
(*50 Cent's "Wanksta" beat*)
[Black Child - talking] (*echo*)
Word to God, fuckin snitch ass nigga 50 Cent
Fuck is wrong with you nigga?
Actin like you Ferrari nigga, you can't never be me
Boy (uh huh), cause
[Chorus]
You a snitch nigga you ain't gonna pop nothin
Pay a nigga to do it, so you could tell the cops somethin
187 your "Unit", Hector Lynn and Cotch dumpin
You hear the shots comin (*gunshots*) (five, 0), start runnin
(c) 1990 by d. crider and johnny neal Transcribed by b. luckett Well, it's rainin' out the window. With no sadness on your face. As you're cleaning out your closet. Throw your clothes around the place. I can't stand to see you leaving. I'm not ashamed to beg you to stay. I can't lock the door and keep you. I won't stand in your way. Guess i've got to let you go. But there's just one thi
[Verse 1]
You knew I was comin, dumpin, who wanted a hundred rounds
Didn't I stab you up?, don't make me gun you down
Your whole career's nothin, but a publicity stunt
Until I kill you and give you the publicity you want
Yeah front page, rapper that's over paided
Found under the stage, felt under from the gauge
Nigga I got women that do the evil men do
They got more heart than you and want no parts of you
You hit chickens I used to, I fuck bitches that use you
And lose you, for the loot, big fists from Hooptie
Nigga you say you a gangsta, but we don't believe you
I come through 134 and don't see you
Pull up in somethin tinted, nothin rented
Pull out the Mack 10 and dump everythin in it
And ain't no witnesses, witnessin shit
Except for th
Drop Me in the Middle Lyrics
Natasha: Woah woah, woah woah, woah woah, woah woah Bizzare: Bizare from D12, my girl Natasha, from the low-end, hahaha Natasha: I think I found the recipe of creativity Put all you've got, then add some heart They fence us in to break us down But stil they can't shut us down The walls are thin But stil we're strong We're broken but we beat as one Natasha: Oh, I'm coming from the streets
e four fifth and you on the floor stiff (uh huh)Natasha: Woah woah, woah woah, woah woah, woah woah Bizzare: Bizare from D12, my girl Natasha, from the low-end, hahaha Natasha: I think I found the recipe of creativity Put all you've got, then add some heart They fence us in to break us down But stil they can't shut us down The walls are thin But stil we're strong We're broken but we beat as one Natasha: Oh, I'm coming from the streets
Wanksta
[Chorus] - w/ ad libs
[Verse 2]
Killin to do 'fore I die and I ain't got bullets to waste
shot this nigga in the face
How you call yourself Ferrari?, you don't ride like me
In the hood, everyday "Ready To Die" like me
How does faggot nigga do a song with B.I.G.?
When he the snitch of the city, I'ma have to talk to Diddy
Fifty I had a knife, you had a gun
You ain't pop one shot, poked you, you called 911
What you know about AK's and AR 15's?
Nothin nigga, you up in the preacher at the 113
Damn homie, you a bitch, you a snitch
On your man homie, what the fuck wrong with you?
I got a fourth and Beretta that says revenge is better
Put holes through your leath
Mehr Als Sehnsucht Lyrics
Du stell dir einmal vor Alle Menschen wrden sich versteh'n Ohne Angst und in jedem Land wrden nur noch weie Fahnen weh'n Wr' das schn Herz an Herz vielleicht kommt die Zeit Wir knnen es nur schaffen Herz an Herz Herz an Herz allein wird das sein Wir sind nur stark zusammen Gemeinsam sind wir Flammen Wir knnen es nur schaffen Herz an Herz Du was fr eine Welt Wre dann nicht jedem j
er, they have to sew you back togetherDu stell dir einmal vor Alle Menschen wrden sich versteh'n Ohne Angst und in jedem Land wrden nur noch weie Fahnen weh'n Wr' das schn Herz an Herz vielleicht kommt die Zeit Wir knnen es nur schaffen Herz an Herz Herz an Herz allein wird das sein Wir sind nur stark zusammen Gemeinsam sind wir Flammen Wir knnen es nur schaffen Herz an Herz Du was fr eine Welt Wre dann nicht jedem j
Black could never chirp like that bird to the cops
He got a camera is his drawers and a mic is his watch (uh huh)
Pussy
[Chorus]
[Black Child - talking] (*echo*)
Word to God you fuckin faggot
Keep playing games, go 'head drop your fuckin album
I did, I'ma drop mine
And I'ma do a fuckin interview with the fuckin arrestin officer nigga
Don't keep playin games man
Fuckin Officer William Fitzgerald from the two thirty-four nigga
On 54th Street nigga, you know
Stop fuckin playin games, actin like you don't know what happened nigga
(*gunshots*)
Word to God, this Black Child too nigga
Black Child a.k.a. Ferrari Black nigga
It's Murder, faggot
pussy, pussy (*gunshots*)