I got no time for fake niggaz Just sip some Cristal with these real niggaz From East to West coast spread love niggaz And while you niggaz talk shit we
-pow my styles big bad wolf blow your house down P-p-p-pow Acid rain on the whole underground P-p-p-pow Soopa Villians on the East Side im reppin the
of seven sins The people placed a price upon The prince of perfect peace And the one who wooed the world was wounded Look unto the east The morning
And the army ranks in red are near Two hundred million deep The young and old now prophesy A coming prince of peace And last night I dreamed of lightning in the east
ain't afraid [Verse 1: Romeo] Pops was a hustler even sold drugs So it was only right that his son be a thug Girls show me love and these niggas just mug I'm the prince
I was the motherfucking king in the south Well you know, I'm the the motherfucking prince of the city You already know, Santana And when the king and the prince
his piece not me, i get it in a scrape tiremarks on the street lookin like figure 8's sideshow, you know where im going from the north to the east
As the sun rises in the east He shall split the eastern sky Sword in hand upon the mountain Fire of Heaven in His eye And every knee shall bow Every
the past calling me And you know what I discovered what they keep saying keep your mind and your money, ? it's a ? bust Chorus(???) He is the Prince Igor, the Prince
Out of the East a prince shall rise To summon fire from the skies. I'm lord of this wasteland - where my word is law My bedfellows pestilence, famine
fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another From the prince of this Your highness Only mad chicks ride in my whips South to the west to the east
Sound asleep deep in the !maternal womb !Suconsciously dreaming aspects of his future reign The Antarct, Prince of the Pillorian Age He who will rule
yeah) Your house in order Fly with me (200) Let's do it Get your house in order 200 balloons Get your, Get your (Let's do it) Turn your heads to the east
[lil wayne] Eagle, eagle carter man In a 96 regal contraband On my way to the east to the laundromat Got to wash dat money and get on my ass Gotta Flip
what you need Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street I got what you want, I got what you need Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street East
give you any thing. Yea Just for you I would swim to the sea, hold ma breath cause I know you would do it for me. I could search from the east to the
) [DMC] Force set up the hip-hop police Can't find peace in the Middle East Some punk rapper always gots to beef What's goin on with all the priests
be, blind to the reason A desert full of genocide, where the bodies are freezin' And the world doesn't believe that you fightin' for freedom Cause you fucked the Middle East