yo Santa let's get something clear I'm half Jewish I shouldn't even be talkin about this time of year But I'm near tears tryin to fund my record label
in my life I don't recognize them your honor Chorus [kool keith] So he ain't callin shots for you, I got respect I just turned down a major label project
I'm not a thug, no, no, no, no, I'm not a gangsta But I won't hesitate to cock back, bust and point blank ya Lord thank ya, I'm like that coke and weed
G money shit all we gots is us True indeed, yes, more better, yes More cheddar, S.P. chain, jeans and sweaters Movies, cartoons, labels, etcetera Fill in the blanks
we gots is us (We all we got) True indeed, yes, more better, yes More chedder, S-P chain, jeans, and sweaters Movies, cartoons, labels, etcetera Fill in the blanks
raps through divine contact The synapse to climb a syntax [unverified], define clever We find Trademarc's photo id below the letters Your rhymes are general played, minimal blank
Its all another phase turning the page in the book of growing up She's has seen a lot of sex He tried to hide his resentment But their wasn't nothing thing left for them to label
, Rancid, Britany and Creed The Bureaucrats they leech upon to mediocre trends Your song in heavy rotation from the cash your label spends From the
that you've already got 'em Disc two It was all brand new Al album's worth of songs But all we had to leave the whole disc blank 'Cause some other label
rhyme on stage with Biz Oh he's def,? you know what time it is But this time I'm not assisted on the microphone More like Patti Labelle, on my own Just
a point where we all said end it We all said the same but no one wanted to admit it Living the stable, running into a label Back to square one, all cards
any idea what I'll do to crews like you How many niggaz in my career I've ran through" "At 1000 degrees celsius I make Emcees melt, Fuck my record label
are poor and old, Lies were spent on a sad defense, They said we're lookin for a method in this world ???, Presidents are named, Presidents are labeled
Marz:] Dark Carnivals in this bitch Waiting for he to come an start some shit Point blank with the heat cased at me Labeled a killa cause I bust a
wie es soweit kommen konnte wo doch alles so perfekt lief und ich in meinem Leben immer an der Sonne wohnte oben thronte zu viert im Popstarolympmit einem Label
you better be stompin' best Keep it movin' like chess, look for ya new address Proof of ghetto for sex that make the culprits go wreck Hope the fay of the fruits of ya label
dark while it rain pour Ain't nutin changed we can still hustle by the same store My boy grown so y'all can fill in the blank My label a gas station
