don't wanna stay (I don't wanna stay) I don't wanna go (I don't wanna go) I don't wanna stay (I don't wanna stay) I don't wanna go (I don't wanna go)
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don't wanna stay (I don't wanna stay) I don't wanna go (I don't wanna go) I don't wanna stay (I don't wanna stay) I don't wanna go (I don't wanna go
his shoes Rule number one, don't get it confused I'm talkin bout that one three, s-h-o-t Nine millimeter kill 'em off of me Make 'em freeze Kill for
sword I could get ya fam killed just off my word that's the proper Art of War Stay wit the Parker and the Porsche I don't trust a soul cause niggaz
' Dirty Bastard a.k.a. Dirt McGirt Killin' anything that moves [x2] You know what time it is Neptunes mothafucker.. The Neptunes Yo 1-2, 1-2 (yeah this shit don't
(Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock!) (Blow!) (Ahhh) Higher, baby (Ahhh) Get higher, baby! (Ahhh) Get higher, baby! And don't
later (Hold up Royce, hold on) [Kid Vishis] For those that don't know me Allow me to reintroduce myself My name is (chk-chk, BOOM) yeah, Kid Vishis That
both smoked a bone [Chorus 2X] [Inspectah Deck] Mean streets... Just when I thought I was out, they pulled me back in The streets stay flooded with crack rocks
we dine, we don't eat swine and we don't drink wine If you don't bring me some motherfuckin' Cognac, I kill you I can't feel you ain't in my senses and
.S. mint they want to rock the place and call the rush All these shameless niggaz armed with cherry-red Bally's On the twenty-fifth, everybody rich is gettin' married Killed
born there's no escape Because a snake can't be reformed so I wait Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection And you don't know no fuckin
on the grip Ain't nothing gon' stop kid from getting his due No, your feet's not big enough to fit in his shoe I don't rock what you rap, niggas They
here to rock all of you rockers When I carry the ball, I stay be-hind my blockers I move swift, I needs no lift I don't have to riff because I shift the
rap is always clocked then Jump on the realistic mic then rock it No clock don't stop until mother nature says No conflict between usual knuckleheads That didn't
Let's not forget these niggas be bleedin' too , one OK good Those cats don't keep it real as they should Heard they don't pay good Standing around
hand on the grip Ain't nothing gon' stop kid from getting his due No, your feets not big enough to fit in his shoe I don't rock what you rap, niggas,
