I just wish I had EXTRA...Extra Everything.... . The-Dream: "Trick, we did it again.". . Ciara: Now I. I just wanna be wherever you are. And I will love, you baby.
[Intro: Bizzy]. The one baby!. As a child, army days, cancelled the fun childhood. After runnin away with mom so many times. It's tearin their relationship apart.
-Bizzy Bone-Intro-. Woodfella (Woodfella)(Buck buck buck buck buck)(Blaze a sack come on man/Bring the mac with me/We come from the fuckin city call Columbus Thuggish Ruggish/The artist formally known as Bizzy Bone up in this mother fucker/Son of a bitch/Motha fuck it....).
[Intro: Bizzy (Playalitical)]. What's goin on, what's up my nuh?. Ay Paul man, roll up some weed, y'knowmsayin?. We 'bout to rock this shit, with Spoke-In-Word (yeah).
-Bizzy Bone-Intro-. Yea, Bizzy The Kid, the midwest cowboy, galloping to a hood near you. Imagine me bein signed to B2K (What?!) What you (Cenz.) think you can pay me in Monopoly money? Man I will smack one of you (Cenz.) in the head with a baseball bat, I don't (Cenz.) around..
Setting: Bizzy is walkin' outside tha studio and tha Ecstasy Instrumental comes. on.... . Bizzy Bust out like dis... . " You mothapukkas say mothaphukkas is comin afta us..
You have been sentenced to 567. I ain't even do shit what the fuck. What? This is bullshit. Before I go. (What). . Momma momma, I know I'm selling this marijuana God.
[Intro: Bizzy Bone]. To the Lord's visionares, mm-mm-mm. Dyin in the struggle (yeah). Rest In Peace, that's my A.K.A. nigga. Y'all don't feel me. . [Bizzy Bone].
(Bizzy). Little Layzie made the plan up. And Wish said I wouldn't bust. Til he was witness to my sickness, started pickin' em off. What? When I was a baby, pops callin' me bitch, hurtin' my moms.
[Intro]. [paper crinkling] What is this?. This was written for you?. You want me to say this?. Yes, I want you to say this. Stay out of the wonderland baby.
[Bizzy Bone]. Motherfuckers ain't gon' get at me like that nigga [laughs]. . And ready for warfare. They ain't ridden me of nothin but weapons of war playa.
[Intro]. One-one-one-one, mic check one. Gallopin to a hood near you, one time. Bald head.... And you know what I'm talkin about doin. I'm talkin about handlin this business here.
You beside me, oh, oh, oh,. Only put the hoes behind me, oh, oh, oh. Got me telling them to go, go, go, go. Tell these haters they can find me. Picture how I go, but back to the money.
I'm in the booth bruh, gimme, gimme five minutes. . Pump your black fist, pump your black fist. Pump your black fist, pump your black fist. Pump your black fist, pump your black fist.
[Flavor Flav sample]. Bass for your face, London!. Everybody in the house make some NOISE! [crowd makes some noise]. . [Chorus 2X]. "Base for your face, b-ba-bas-b-ba-base".
I do it for the people, I do it for the love. I do it for the poet, I do it for the thug. This is for victory, and this is for the slaughter. I do it for my mother, I do it for my daughter.
[Flavor Flav sample]. Bass for your face, London!. Everybody in the house make some NOISE! [crowd makes some noise]. . [Chorus 2X]. "Base for your face, b-ba-bas-b-ba-base".
[Intro: Matt Champion]. Tugging on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum. I just want that bump bump in my trunk. Blowing skunk, getting crunk with my baby, oh what's up.
Yeah. Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha. Rah Digga, Dirty Harriet, y'all. AAAAHHHH Shit. Bricks. . See me on the block with tha chromed out drop. Lambskin head to toe bustin out my halter top.
I'm in the booth bruh, gimme, gimme five minutes. . Pump your black fist, pump your black fist. Pump your black fist, pump your black fist. Pump your black fist, pump your black fist.