Everybody wants to ride Everybody gonna die I ain't gonna slow rhymes to the top in no time Stay show time, I showshine, running like I'm on the goal
's dark Right now Release me I've come this far I'd don't need you Right I don't miss much I don't miss you See right through me Convince me that I'm
warn the creature. [Belle:] Let us out! [Gaston:] We'll rid the village of this Beast. Who's with me? [Mob:] I am! I am! I am
Little girl: daddy, what's it gonna be like in the year 2000? Dad: well sweetheart, for your sake I hope it'll all be peaches & Cream. But I'm afraid
raps at a show Now you know, when I flow, that I roll On my own, and I hold it to the end when I flow like a river Lyrical I deliever body blows to the
me a message And I'll get back to you as soon as I get a chance to Alright then, I'm out **Beeps** [Mr. Shadow] Hey wuz up Rob, I got your message dogg
ring, hell no Ain't gon' happen, stage all tappin' Skills quickly end all the gossipin' and yappin' I'm talkin' Roy Jones ability Knock anybody up in the facility Black guy after I attack
get it on right now if you want to, but when ya front 9 get marched through, I warned you, You know who forever belong to, I-ya, I-ya I against I
- massive metal things on legs! Giant machines that walked - they attacked us! They wiped us out! JOURNALIST: Machines? ARTILLERYMAN: Fighting Machines! Picking up men and bashing 'em against
Phil Margaret Atwood, [??] Canadian people who are forever gonna be the heroes. Canada...WAKE UP! Ask your mother, I'll bet that she knows A totally massive
Tricky Well i'm tricky kid don't deal with sadness Can't be with the one i love i love the one that i miss I'm very down to earth but brain sits on top
close to my head, then lifted again, as the four Martians carried away the debris of their fallen comrade?.and I realized that by a miracle I had escaped
us out! [Gaston:] We'll rid the village of this Beast. Who's with me? [Mob:] I am! I am! I am! ) Light your torch
the Abyss let the Dead be raised I can hear their Crying in the Wind I call to Honor their pain Hatred rise on you fly into the Mist of Voices Attack
, a part of me still exists And still writes rhymes for the thrill of killin lyricsists I'm serious with this like a massive heart attack Talk that shit
selves. Of course I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same