Beanie Sigel F/ Freeway lyrics
Beanie Sigel F/ Freeway lyrics
"Roc the Mic Lyrics"
Christ I Fucking Hate You Lyrics
Her father lies bleeding, his blood on my hands Gratitude apparent, her sobs turn to signs of relief Touching her tear-stained cheek, gazing deeply into her eyes she worships me as a god We embrace passionately on the floor, spreading her legs My fantasy fleshed forever.... I shove myself gently into her, gasping she smiles and cries Her blood streams from the vagina, she used to be a virgin whore (Fucking her, this is my Fantasy!) Father knew better than to take that away His dick only went in her mouth and her ass I am the one whom she'll remember always<
Her father lies bleeding, his blood on my hands Gratitude apparent, her sobs turn to signs of relief Touching her tear-stained cheek, gazing deeply into her eyes she worships me as a god We embrace passionately on the floor, spreading her legs My fantasy fleshed forever.... I shove myself gently into her, gasping she smiles and cries Her blood streams from the vagina, she used to be a virgin whore (Fucking her, this is my Fantasy!) Father knew better than to take that away His dick only went in her mouth and her ass I am the one whom she'll remember always<
[B Sigel] Ho! Ho!
[Freeway] Bounce
[B Sigel] Holla!
[Freeway] Bounce, bounce, bounce
[Beanie Sigel]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
Still watch what you say out your mouth
Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out
[Verse 1: Freeway]
I miss the hood when I'm travelin, get neck when I'm travelin
Chicks peck wood when I'm travelin
Fuck a Lex cause the click fit good in the Caravan
Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Click a flick if you get a chance get that close
Fuck an advance, cause I get that dough (get.. that.. doe)
Beef with me, enemies come sleep with me for breakfast
Guaranteed to eat this toast
I'm reckless, firestarter heat your folks
A starvin artist that'll eat y'all tracks, so don't bring 'em around
I be around Ricans vida loca
They got all the toasters don't need no gats
I got a six stashed leave 'em around
So I don't get left around haters around when I leave
In the winter rock short sleeves reason the pound
With the heat blastin, keep actin the heat blastin
Techno Marine shinin, marine fashion backin 'em down
Niggas 'gone keep
Cuando Yo Queria Ser Grande By Alejandro Fernandez Lyrics
Se van perdiendo en el tiempo Mis a?os, se van quedando muy lejos Ya no me lleva mi padre la mano Solamente sus consejos Viven en mi los recuerdos de ni?o Cuando a una estrella deseaba Como recuerdo a mi padre Que con eso sonreia Mientra mi madre miraba A?os que vienen despacio, primero Con que lentitud avanzan Como queria ser grande, recuerdo Para no quedarme en casa Y acompa?ar a mi padre muy lejos Tal vez hasta el fin del mundo Por que mi padre era fuerte Era muy inteligente Era mejor que ninguno <
hatin and my click gon' keep grindinSe van perdiendo en el tiempo Mis a?os, se van quedando muy lejos Ya no me lleva mi padre la mano Solamente sus consejos Viven en mi los recuerdos de ni?o Cuando a una estrella deseaba Como recuerdo a mi padre Que con eso sonreia Mientra mi madre miraba A?os que vienen despacio, primero Con que lentitud avanzan Como queria ser grande, recuerdo Para no quedarme en casa Y acompa?ar a mi padre muy lejos Tal vez hasta el fin del mundo Por que mi padre era fuerte Era muy inteligente Era mejor que ninguno <
Keep movin, lockin the town
Chorus:
[Freeway]
It's Freeway in the place with B Sig
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yeah
Still watch what you say to me prick
Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
[Beanie Sigel]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out, ho!!!
[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]
It's Mack-daddy-young strappy
No he ain't the O.G. gangsta
Yes I is! come on don't test I kid
I firebomb cribs like Left Eye did
Notorious like that Bed-Stuy kid, big or small you can get it
"Dead Wrong," like tryin to brawl a strong armored midget
I pull that 9 out my pocket I'm lyin
I pull that Mac out the closet, start firin
For you cats outta pocket, stop tryin
Take that, get back, clap iron
You know, stay low, keep firin, uh!
I put the led in the gat, the metal go clap
I lay cats flat on they back, stop fuckin with this radical cat
You fuck around and need a medical cat
The led'll go clap, your head'll go back, uhhh
Love Is A Rose Lyrics
Love is a rose But you'd better not pick it It only grows When it's on the vine Handful of thorns And you'll know you missed it You lose your love When you say the word 'mine' I want to see what's never been seen I want to live that age old dream Come on, lass, we can go together Let's take the best right now I want to go to an old hoedown Long ago in a Western town Pick me up if my feet are draggin' Give me a lift and I'll hay your waggon Love is rose
t's B Sig in the place to beLove is a rose But you'd better not pick it It only grows When it's on the vine Handful of thorns And you'll know you missed it You lose your love When you say the word 'mine' I want to see what's never been seen I want to live that age old dream Come on, lass, we can go together Let's take the best right now I want to go to an old hoedown Long ago in a Western town Pick me up if my feet are draggin' Give me a lift and I'll hay your waggon Love is rose
With two heaters on the waist of me, man who's facin me?
Chorus:
[Beanie Sigel]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out, ho!!!
[Freeway]
It's Freeway in the place with B Sig
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yeah
Still watch what you say to me prick
Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
[Verse 3: Freeway]
Big nickels down your way don't trip
Get folded down your way, got soldiers down your way
Keep quiet down your way no lip
All of y'all need to one yo'self
Go get the burna nigga bang yo'self
Or I come through with the hammer make you lose yo' health
Fast, roll with Dash's, move like Cassius Clay
Move yay like caskets, there's a will there's a way
Obey my thirst move yay through traffic
Without Sprite, without Nike's
I "Just Do It" ball break the basket
Yeah you damn right, without ice
I pull up to your honey car and stuff her basket
International post player, circle the atlas
You don't wanna be hoe playas, circle
Words Lyrics
Come and free me With your words of love you heal me Take me up above and free me With the look of love you heal me, you heal me, oh you heal me It's hard to say I'm sorry for the way I made you feel I need your arms around me Cause your love it keeps me real It's hard to find the answers But I gotta let you know We were meant to be together We're two halfes of one hole Now I need your love Come and free me With your words of love you heal me Take me up above and free me With the look of love you heal me, y
the hoodCome and free me With your words of love you heal me Take me up above and free me With the look of love you heal me, you heal me, oh you heal me It's hard to say I'm sorry for the way I made you feel I need your arms around me Cause your love it keeps me real It's hard to find the answers But I gotta let you know We were meant to be together We're two halfes of one hole Now I need your love Come and free me With your words of love you heal me Take me up above and free me With the look of love you heal me, y
Bend over backwards, without searchin for backwoods
Chorus:
[Freeway]
It's Freeway in the place with B Sig
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yeah
Still watch what you say to me prick
Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
[Beanie Sigel]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out, ho!!!
[Freeway]
It's Freeway in the place with B Sig
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yeah
Still watch what you say to me prick
Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
[Beanie Sigel]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out, ho!!!
[Outro: Freeway]
All of y'all need to one yo'self
Go get the burna nigga bang yo'self
All of y'all need to one yo'self
Go get the burna nigga bang yo'self
Shit, shit, it's the, it's the Roc nigga, hooo, hoo, hoo!
And another one, and another one.. {*fades*}