love your mother, cherish her like no other When things in life ain't going right, she'll be right by your side [Hook] Brother brother, stop fighting
no landing, no understanding But I knew not to give what life was demanding Found a new tab, thought I'd take a grab Tired of brothers who feign to backstab
Just relax and take a chill This is your night, do what ya will Don't stop until you see the sun And make sure you are havin' fun 'coz The brothers
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long as I'm living I'm thinking of you... Hey it's you... I can't live without you tell me what you wanna do Here comes the D on the menu L.O.
in July 16 in July The summer to my left And no one to my right. What did you want to hear on your radio? Even if it did not come in clear You'd still
When I was young, I had no sense, I bought a fiddle for eighteen pence. The only tune that it would play Was Over the Hills and Far Away. So early in
me respect When others were dissin' me, I'm talkin' bout the man Jah li'l, the one extasy And the man Grandmaster D I'm talkin' 'bout Whodini And also the force MD, you treated a brother
D.C. Have me working underground building missiles for World War III M to the A to the S to the K Put the mask up on the face just to make the next day Brothers
much food coz your jeans will pop, I really hate when you bend over! She had a big old butt (butt, butt), Thighs like a truck (truck, truck), Babe how'd
You say how can I make these dirty raps Number one albums, back to back If it was 1950, do you think I'd sell, no They probably throw me straight to
zone MC's get eaten like the ozone layer Hey ya, I'm not a playa I'm a teacher But if I wanted your girl You'd be Living Single like Latifah Action Uptown
G like everybody knows (As a young nigga) He's always G'd up, from head to toe (My memories as a young nigga) Always got it blown like Al Capone (Young
say Now how devestating can an MC be? My name is Darryl, but you can call me d, hit it Run Run, Run, Run, Run I was born Son of Byford, brother of Al
Aiyyo Jay yo Jay, check this out I was born Son of Byford, brother of Al Bad as my mamma and Run's, my pal It's McDaniels, not McDonald's These rhymes
the motherfuckin world, nigga Recognize this [Time Bomb] Now in my younger days I used to sport a rag Backpack full of cans plus a four-four mag G'd
a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn) She told me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)* She told me you'd be beast and you'd be checkin for the burn So I gave her
[DJ Khaled] Diaz Brothers DJ Khaled I rep my city Dade County, let's go! [Trick Daddy] Dade County stand up right now All the from Carol City to
