QB's Finest lyrics
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"Power Rap (Freestyle Interlude) - Prodigy Lyrics"
De Hoogste Tijd Lyrics
De Castellijn schenkt nog wat in en kijkt dan op z'n klok. Het is de hoogste tijd. Iedereen drinkt snel z'n glas leeg, de laatste wordt getapt. Een jukebox liep plots leeg. Het is de hoogste tijd wordt er geroepen uit de hoek, de bonnen liggen
De Castellijn schenkt nog wat in en kijkt dan op z'n klok. Het is de hoogste tijd. Iedereen drinkt snel z'n glas leeg, de laatste wordt getapt. Een jukebox liep plots leeg. Het is de hoogste tijd wordt er geroepen uit de hoek, de bonnen liggen
Prodigy---Power Rap (Interlude)
[Prodigy]
Power raps inside my skull cap like a brick stack, the kid is back
I told y'all niggaz ninety-eight list that
Yo, ninety-nine I piss on rap
Two thousand where your pistols at?
Dunn, we be the men in black fatigue
Thirty-thousand dollar chains that swing
Yo catch me in the street, poppin that bullshit
Catch a fat lip, hoes all over your shit
Bust guns like, nuts all over your bitch
Yo youse a woman, tell me what the fuck you tryin to do when
you're growlin
Should I Stay Lyrics
Had a drive Driven by your love But when you messed around I lost the drive I found Thought you needed Needed someone true But you changed your mind Or had I failed you? Wish you?d been Careful with my heart Bu
all over the top, you get chewed when Had a drive Driven by your love But when you messed around I lost the drive I found Thought you needed Needed someone true But you changed your mind Or had I failed you? Wish you?d been Careful with my heart Bu
I touch that shit, not only that on the concrete
We splash more niggaz than the wavepool did
Check out my new shit, we blood spill, you still ice grill
Mad cause your clique's shit is homo, the Mobb stay real
You steady playin the field
Nigga you sideline rhyme
Customers complain they can't feel
You cooked up a half-ass meal
It's time for me to catch burn on the wheels of steel
My shit fills, the appetite of the populace
We could do it via satellites and such
And show the wor
Mejor Me Voy Lyrics
Mejor me voy explicando bien a falta de precisas conclusiones te dir de corazn lo que puede haber en esta relacin que se ha formado sin querer sin querer te fui cediendo una y otra ms mi tiempo y es que t y es
ld how that ass get bust Mejor me voy explicando bien a falta de precisas conclusiones te dir de corazn lo que puede haber en esta relacin que se ha formado sin querer sin querer te fui cediendo una y otra ms mi tiempo y es que t y es
Ever since a little youth, I had this lust
to pick up the motherfuckin pen and just rush
like morphine beats, through the wires of the EPS plus
you get penalized, for tryin to rock with the utmost
Get branded, for bein weak the most, now be ghost
The fuck outta here, with that bullshit you tryin to share
with the planet, you need to be shot rappin
I got sickle cell I feel the pain all year, what's happenin
Fake thug wanna front like they contractin
Numbers on my head, Dunn please, I'm here waitin
Petition The Lord With Prayer Lyrics
When I was back there in seminary school There was a person there Who put forth the proposition That you can petition the Lord with prayer Petition the Lord with prayer Petition the Lord with prayer You cannot petition the Lord with prayer <
You can't touch me, there's no fake love amongst me When I was back there in seminary school There was a person there Who put forth the proposition That you can petition the Lord with prayer Petition the Lord with prayer Petition the Lord with prayer You cannot petition the Lord with prayer <
There's no fake niggaz that's run with me
Somebody gave y'all the wrong info, I ain't the Kiko
You nympho, put me on to where you breathe at
You 'sposed to taught that bitch much better than that
I dwell, where the rest of my vets is at
From, some to 'Ville to BX and back
to the lab and the dungeon
My house of reresentatives stay starvin, beats thumpin
We unholy, cause there ain't a part missin
My commission, sit at the table like the last supper
Fucker.. {*echoes