The LOX Lyrics
The LOX Lyrics
"Blood Pressure Lyrics"
Latifah's Had It Up 2 Here Lyrics
[4x] The Queen is hyped up *Talking* Queen: Ayo Manda Amanda: What's up La Queen: Yo people have been trying to get fierce on me, I think it's time I tell them about themselves Amanda: Yo just give it to them safari sytle Verse 1: Well, well, well it's L.A The T.I The F.A.H You’ll see why Q.U
The headphones is on fire dis time around, Styles
Blood Pressure
Y'all just bear wit me
Yo, last time I'ma tell these niggas, man
Can't fuck around, man
Jada, man
Whoever
Old nigga, new nigga
Wha!! Yo, yo, yo...
Verse 1: Jadakiss
Who really da best rapper since B.I.G. ain't here
Y'all know da answer to dat when Kiss ain't here
When you see me, don't ask me nothin about us
And don't definatly ask me nothin about...
Fuck it
You owe me one, I owe you two
I woulda smacked you wit da burner, but I know you'd sue
And I ain't talkin to him
I'm talkin to you
Matter of fact, I'm talkin to y'all
Life is like walkin a yard
Nigga'll stab you wit a fork in da heart
Like my dope
Got fiends thinkin they shot
When you thinkin of da best, nigga
Think of The Lox
I'll cut ya fuckin hand off if ya pinky ring's hot
Then come thru ya block in a sticky green drop
Hop out
Let off fifty-three shots
Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three cops
Guliani might as well be merkin niggas
Cuz the time that he givin out is hurtin niggas
And all these record label's jerkin niggas
And you never was a thug, you's a workin nigga
And you heard that shit right there?
I started that
Don't make me put somethin up in ya Starter hat
No matter who you are, or where you from
Screw all of dat
I'm not tryin to hear dat, son
Living In Fear Lyrics
Endless destruction Blood falls like rain The war of the demons Will give you pain Inverted crosses The reaper will rise The war of the demons Will make you die I'll take you down into my grave I'll rip your flesh and torment your face Your cry in the night none will hear It's time to die you're living in fear Fight with the m
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Hook: 2x[4x] The Queen is hyped up *Talking* Queen: Ayo Manda Amanda: What's up La Queen: Yo people have been trying to get fierce on me, I think it's time I tell them about themselves Amanda: Yo just give it to them safari sytle Verse 1: Well, well, well it's L.A The T.I The F.A.H You’ll see why Q.U
The headphones is on fire dis time around, Styles
Blood Pressure
Y'all just bear wit me
Yo, last time I'ma tell these niggas, man
Can't fuck around, man
Jada, man
Whoever
Old nigga, new nigga
Wha!! Yo, yo, yo...
Verse 1: Jadakiss
Who really da best rapper since B.I.G. ain't here
Y'all know da answer to dat when Kiss ain't here
When you see me, don't ask me nothin about us
And don't definatly ask me nothin about...
Fuck it
You owe me one, I owe you two
I woulda smacked you wit da burner, but I know you'd sue
And I ain't talkin to him
I'm talkin to you
Matter of fact, I'm talkin to y'all
Life is like walkin a yard
Nigga'll stab you wit a fork in da heart
We're Laughing At The World Lyrics
I have no shoes to offer you for your pretty daidy feet And it paints the very center of my soul to see you smile so sweet Sing it doesn't matter you just want to be my girl And as long as we're together we're laughing at the world I can tell you're feeling cold cause there ain't no heat in the house Your skirt is wearing much better I see twenty patches
And The Source got muthafuckas thinkin they hotI have no shoes to offer you for your pretty daidy feet And it paints the very center of my soul to see you smile so sweet Sing it doesn't matter you just want to be my girl And as long as we're together we're laughing at the world I can tell you're feeling cold cause there ain't no heat in the house Your skirt is wearing much better I see twenty patches
Like my dope
Got fiends thinkin they shot
When you thinkin of da best, nigga
Think of The Lox
I'll cut ya fuckin hand off if ya pinky ring's hot
Then come thru ya block in a sticky green drop
Hop out
Let off fifty-three shots
Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three cops
Guliani might as well be merkin niggas
Cuz the time that he givin out is hurtin niggas
And all these record label's jerkin niggas
And you never was a thug, you's a workin nigga
And you heard that shit right there?
I started that
Don't make me put somethin up in ya Starter hat
No matter who you are, or where you from
Screw all of dat
I'm not tryin to hear dat, son
Endless destruction Blood falls like rain The war of the demons Will give you pain Inverted crosses The reaper will rise The war of the demons Will make you die I'll take you down into my grave I'll rip your flesh and torment your face Your cry in the night none will hear It's time to die you're living in fear Fight with the m
Now, who da fuck y'all want? (Jadakiss!!)
And who da fuck y'all need? (Jadakiss!!)
And who da fuck gon' bleed?
All y'all hataz, cuz none of y'all niggas (can't fuck wit Jada!!)
Verse 2: Jadakiss
Don't you be dat clown nigga in da back of da whip
That's gon' get the second half of da clip
And all I'm sayin, it'll be da other nigga in the front of the da whip
Runnin his lip, wit a gun on his hip
Feel me dawg?
Everybody walk da walk 'til they run into Kiss
Then, they get stabbed, or hung, or stung wit da fifth
How you think ya man hard when son on my dick?
Cuz I can get his ass body, plus front him a brick
Got a chick named Super-head
She give super-head
Just mov
The Wanderer Lyrics
I went out walking Through streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking Under an atomic sky Where the ground won't turn And the rain it burns Like the tears when I said goodbye Yeah I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering
ed in the buildin, even gave the super headI went out walking Through streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking Under an atomic sky Where the ground won't turn And the rain it burns Like the tears when I said goodbye Yeah I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering
I cop big guns that spit super lead
So, play Superman, end up super dead
Call ne Kiss, or da kid from The Lox
That'll twist ya moms out and do a bid wit ya pops
We was in jail, you probably won't get no mail
And if you pumped on my block, you won't get no sales
When ya CEO know you can't fuck wit I
I make a million by June
I'm sayin fuck July
And I beg you to try me while I'm holdin da Tommy
I'ma have ya body all over da lobby
I already helped y'all
I'm about to melt y'all
Tell the truth, dawg
I ain't never felt y'all
This album, we gon' bubble like Seltzer
If it ain't Double R, who da hell else is hard?!
Hook until end