Lying awake The other one's waiting To keep me at bedtime Or just for a moment Make it go away Make it go away Things won't change for me Out of this
the black and yellow song told her guess what? this your lucky day smoked an ounce with Young Wiz just the other day Young on the G Mix, should we change the colors
yes we'd got that title You other rappers losing, wait.. minus the ? Breath of fresh air, pump lung, money catscan So Cash Money heart bleed, Young Money, one
any other way Yeah, gun play burning loves the one die Makes me cry some days Lawless, riding backwards on a one way The color flawless, bitch I reek
so many feeling's when i look in your eyes colors of love, colors of love colors of love, colors of love colors of love, colors of love colors of love, colors
worn While others are adorned And he grew into a man Not like any other Just like any other One small man A beard the color of rice A face the color
home kids, I zone with ET's And other alien type of MC's So throw your shit up in the sky 'Cause Redman's about to get live, like one-two-five I smoke
, the Hong Kong Fooey, human tornado like Rudy Turning your bomb-ba-zee into doobies Platinum overseas like the Fugees, Japanese Germany groupies, mooshi mooshi, sniffin' lines Off each other
s, dirty [Chorus 1 - Nelly] I - am - number one, no matter if you like it Here take it sit down and write it I - am - number one Hey hey hey hey... What
's chaos when I spit Quarter man, quarter schoolboy, half Lunatic Quarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo' shit Keep a quarter of some sheeeiit, I'm the Pookey of the backyard All colors
color that stands for the land The red's for the blood and the black's for the man The green is the color that stands for the land The red's for the
out the red carpet 'cause I'm kickin' this Vanilla Ice platinum? That shit's ridiculous Excuse my French, but profanity is all I knew And to you other
And that she can't relate to other girls Her father was rich and white still livin' with his wife But he forced himself on her mother late one night They
in fights every night as I'm reflecting Throwing punches fast hard as I can but not connecting Them protected by a force field locked in an engagement Until I see the color red
I touch a million, throwing hundreds in this bitch [Verse 7 - Birdman] Real nigga number one, hustle fly with my son Come from uptown, G5, Tommy gun Red
Who hooked you up man?Yo' momma?!" [Aceyalone] I wrote a poem the other day I hope you like it [Chorus] Roses are red, and violets are blue
you, "Who is more dramatical?" This one or that one, the white one or the black one Pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one KRS-One is just the
on? Hey, Jake Jeckel, fly, twist and spin to the other side Hey, Jake Jeckel, fly, twist and spin to the other side Hey, Jake Jeckel, fly, twist and spin to the other