: We became parts of a greater whole The black hole sees a light
: [First Underground Commission on Termination] We got the killing You got the time We got the making of a terminal blind We got the risk You got to
greed kills fuck you, O.C. fuck you
it's so Showbiz & A.G. and Black Sheep We're in (e.f.f.e.c.t.) [CHORUS] You know how it goes (You know how we do it) You can't blow the spot (cause we
your father. it's time, time for his dinner. an' your the blue ribbon winner. m.c.t.f.d. better watch your ass. m.c.t.f.d. your father's makin' a pass
t wanna see the day, my words cannot make it safe. (come running home, come running home!!) Her heart, in my hands, it's too bad. no regrets... I don't
F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's the way we do it when we do it correctly F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's the way we do it when we do it correct F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's
every way he goes to church he dresses up tight he rapes his pre-teen children at night I don't understand it Fucks his daughter fucks his son I somehow can't
keep my eyes on the prize, cause I'm in [Rakim: x4] "E.F.F.E.C.T." [time passes] [Rakim x4: repeat to fade] "E.F.F.E.C.T."
tonight. My body's jumpin' and I, go through the motions, And I'm leaving on this journey, maybe someday I'll come running back to you! I don't wanna
't care I'm always wrote a song but you've not even sing along I'll give you rose that have thorns C'mon lets jump that i realize that i love you C
thinking, now my cuffs are gone Must've been the liquor talkin', I'm beggin' the cups, "C'mon" Might come off as irregular, I come in custom form T-G-I-F
it, we on top and won't leave it [Chorus: Kokane] Sometimes I feel like I'm lonely And sometimes I feel like I'm lonely [Kain] Uh, uh, yeah Ey yo C-I-O-F-F
[Notorious B.I.G.] Yo, check it Call Lil' Cease Tell that muh'f**ker to bring me some muh'f**kin weed for this hospital man f**k that Tell that reporter
, wile it Nicki on them titties when I sign it 'Cause all these niggas so one-track minded But really, really I don't give a F-U-C-K Forget Barbie, fuck
won't sing you no love song, you either love me Or you don't, you're either rollin' tonight or you won't She likes the style, 'cause it don't bullshit
'? How the fuck you gonna tell me to run my motherfuckin' life? Bitch, you don't even know who the fuck you are You talkin' about you don't like rap, you don't
't care about violence, drugs and gangs K J L H, you ain't about nuttin' You just a bunch of punk bourgeoisie black suckers And this one's for me You won't