GangStarr lyrics
GangStarr lyrics
"The Ownerz Lyrics"
Regretful Times Lyrics
the doors open into the room a fulfilled life and a lot to regret for the summers rays and winters cold and not regretful i will not survive sombody will save me the damaged style and damaged skin is peeling off and burning within the tearful eyes and drowning frowns soon collides and now it meets its destination i will not survive somebody save me the passion times theres not many through im down on luck and theres too ma
the doors open into the room a fulfilled life and a lot to regret for the summers rays and winters cold and not regretful i will not survive sombody will save me the damaged style and damaged skin is peeling off and burning within the tearful eyes and drowning frowns soon collides and now it meets its destination i will not survive somebody save me the passion times theres not many through im down on luck and theres too ma
[DJ Premier]
"One-two.."
"One-two, shots to the chin.. knock you out"
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two..""The maker, owner!"
"Come on, now come on"
[Verse One: Guru]
Got you quiddear and ski-dared, fearin what we might do
And you can give me all mine in cash, that will suffice dude
In the streets deep, we roll through the city
Looks like it's time to eat, so yo who's with me?
Strictly, we keep it in the best perspective
Cause nowadays it's more than simply live and let live
A sedative, that's what these headcases need
Them rats'll get trapped soon as they taste the cheese
Black M. Casey fan, just pay us and scram
Watch us drop a new supply to up the daily de
Behind The Paint Lyrics
(Today we'll be talking about the reporting artists The Insane Clown Posse) (They look too spooky) Dickface (It kinda reminds me of gang related) (Before the anti-christ who is comming) Remember me bitch 8th grade old park skinny ass well-fare raid Ustler and Bruce brothers we was the shit Dungeons Dragons, and Bruce Lee flicks quit school nobody missed us, nobody hugged and kissed us only dissed us now look at these beautiful
mand(Today we'll be talking about the reporting artists The Insane Clown Posse) (They look too spooky) Dickface (It kinda reminds me of gang related) (Before the anti-christ who is comming) Remember me bitch 8th grade old park skinny ass well-fare raid Ustler and Bruce brothers we was the shit Dungeons Dragons, and Bruce Lee flicks quit school nobody missed us, nobody hugged and kissed us only dissed us now look at these beautiful
Phony critics wanna retract shit, once I spit again
And since we didn't finish the job, you gettin hit again
[DJ Premier]
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two, shots to the chin.. knock you out"
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two""The maker, owner!"
"Come on, now come on"
[Verse Two: Guru]
You fuck, you didn't listen when I told you before
When it comes to dope tracks, we be holdin the raw
Do somethin stupid, and you'll be left holdin your jaw
Put you punks on blast for not knowin the law
Don't deny yourself, learn to apply yourself
Or end up by yourself, I multiply the wealth
I got the titles, deeds, l
Alles Lyrics
Es war eine kalte Nacht, ich wollte nicht alleine sein. Ich traf dich - es ging dir wie mir, und ich lud dich zu mir ein. Du bist alles, was jetzt z?hlt. Du bist alles, was mir fehlt. Ich will alles, Du hast mich verr?ckt gemacht. Ich will alles, und ich will es heute nacht. Ich will alles, ich will alles von dir. Ich will alles, gib es mir. Du bist sch?n, das weisst du auch.icenses and policies
Complete ownership, Don Gurizzu they call me
Primo said that we should just, lock it all down
See the bigger picture, so we can profit all around
Now everybody's ridin the dick, once I spit again
And since we didn't finish the job, you gettin hit again
[DJ Premier]
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two, one-two, shots to the chin.. knock you out"
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two""The maker, owner!"
"Come on, now come on"
[Verse Three: Guru]
I be the owner of this style, owner of this talk, owner of this art
Peep the gully way that I walk
Many say that I rock, others hate but they jock
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Call me greedy cause I feel like takin a lot
Vindication, cause they be fabricatin a lot
From Cali to Canarsie, penthouse to the lobby
Roxbury to NC, Century Club to envy
Bout to take over the action, you know it's bout to happen
Cause our shit be hittin, and yours is plain ol'fashioned
I had no choice, but to spit again
GangStarr motherfucker, and you just got hit again
[DJ Premier]
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two, one-two, shots to the chin.. knock you out"
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two""The maker, owner!"
"Come on, now come on"
"Come on, now come on"
Es war eine kalte Nacht, ich wollte nicht alleine sein. Ich traf dich - es ging dir wie mir, und ich lud dich zu mir ein. Du bist alles, was jetzt z?hlt. Du bist alles, was mir fehlt. Ich will alles, Du hast mich verr?ckt gemacht. Ich will alles, und ich will es heute nacht. Ich will alles, ich will alles von dir. Ich will alles, gib es mir. Du bist sch?n, das weisst du auch.
Complete ownership, Don Gurizzu they call me
Primo said that we should just, lock it all down
See the bigger picture, so we can profit all around
Now everybody's ridin the dick, once I spit again
And since we didn't finish the job, you gettin hit again
[DJ Premier]
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two, one-two, shots to the chin.. knock you out"
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two""The maker, owner!"
"Come on, now come on"
[Verse Three: Guru]
I be the owner of this style, owner of this talk, owner of this art
Peep the gully way that I walk
Many say that I rock, others hate but they jock
N
Good Mother Lyrics
(Jann Arden Richards/Robert Foster) Ive got money in my pocket I like the color of my hair Ive got a friend who loves me Got a house, Ive got a car Ive got a good mother And her voice is what keeps me here Feet on ground Heart in hand Facing forward Be yourself Ive never wanted anything Oh Ive never wanted anything So bad...so bad Cardboard masks of all the people Ive bee
ow we racin the clock, po-po casin the spot(Jann Arden Richards/Robert Foster) Ive got money in my pocket I like the color of my hair Ive got a friend who loves me Got a house, Ive got a car Ive got a good mother And her voice is what keeps me here Feet on ground Heart in hand Facing forward Be yourself Ive never wanted anything Oh Ive never wanted anything So bad...so bad Cardboard masks of all the people Ive bee
Call me greedy cause I feel like takin a lot
Vindication, cause they be fabricatin a lot
From Cali to Canarsie, penthouse to the lobby
Roxbury to NC, Century Club to envy
Bout to take over the action, you know it's bout to happen
Cause our shit be hittin, and yours is plain ol'fashioned
I had no choice, but to spit again
GangStarr motherfucker, and you just got hit again
[DJ Premier]
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two, one-two, shots to the chin.. knock you out"
"One-two..""Devestating!""On da mic"
"One-two, one-two""The maker, owner!"
"Come on, now come on"
"Come on, now come on"