look at your life Cause I know you're justified I'll be there on the other side Cause at the end of the ride I'll be there on the other side Cause at
Battlecat been upstairs wit Zapp And the nockin don't stop I hope nobody don't call the cops It don't stop the beat'll make your pop block Na betta yet
tryin' to get my [unverified] I swore to tell the truth, though it may offend them Itty-bitty weak-minded crabs who gon' keep tryna stab And Bubba with that side
Sounds like Battlecat been upstairs wit Zapp An' the knockin' don't stop I hope nobody don't call the cops It don't stop, the beat'll make your pop block
things are meant to be hard Some things are just meant to be Sometimes they're the same Like collisions of pain Till you fight your way through To the other side
Music & Lyrics: Ken Block & Richard Marx Wasn't that something Wrapped in each other with our eyes on the clock And meant our some things Like this little
been upstairs wit Zapp And the nockin don't stop I hope nobody don't call the cops It don't stop the beat'll make your pop block Na betta yet cuz dis
Music & Lyrics: Ken Block & Richard Marx Wasn't that something Wrapped in each other with our eyes on the clock And meant our some things Like this
