X Gon' Give It to Ya
DMX lyrics
DMX lyrics
"Holiday Lyrics"
Come And Go Lyrics
Fantasy sexual dream prostitution solicitation intoxication seduction The unknown the endeavour to achieve sex Walks into a room sees the naked stare Feels the leering eyes eyes are everywhere Thoughts that will consume every wanting fool Thoughts that come to soon cheaper as a rule Everything she feels suddenly concealed Walking in high heels making dreams come real Everyone
Fantasy sexual dream prostitution solicitation intoxication seduction The unknown the endeavour to achieve sex Walks into a room sees the naked stare Feels the leering eyes eyes are everywhere Thoughts that will consume every wanting fool Thoughts that come to soon cheaper as a rule Everything she feels suddenly concealed Walking in high heels making dreams come real Everyone
feat. Styles)
Yeah
L O X nigga
It don't stop
It keep goin, and goin, and goin, and goin
Motherfuckers
[Styles Paniro]
You heard it from the P, you oughta know it's the truth
I get you kidnapped and raped and thrown off a roof
You could nod your head to this like it's only a rap
Cuz when these bullets hit your ass I'm like it's only a gat
I need a funeral to feel good, I'm hopin it's yours
Think you delicious, heard he got shot in the cross
Holiday Styles, bitch I broke most of the laws
Fuck with the poor, so flip to the boots, stick to the truth
Do anything it takes just to give it a slue
And missin a tooth, but both of 'em chipped, toaster is gripped
You heard about the trouble, I start most of the shit
When
Mine Lyrics
Mine is a heart That beats for only you Mine is a love that always will be true For ever more, beyond the end of time I will be your love, promise you'll be mine Mine is a heart That beats for only you Mine is a love that always will be true For ever more, beyond the end of time I will be your love, promise you'll be mine
I squeeze aint no controllin the wrist Mine is a heart That beats for only you Mine is a love that always will be true For ever more, beyond the end of time I will be your love, promise you'll be mine Mine is a heart That beats for only you Mine is a love that always will be true For ever more, beyond the end of time I will be your love, promise you'll be mine
And niggas leave the room when the hear the P blowin his whis
I'm an ignorant and negative nigga
I sell crack, bust guns, pop shit, and say I'm better than niggas
You think not, I'll look at your man and level a nigga
If you think a rapper's better why don't you give me his name
So I can run up on him, tear him up and give you his frame
When it comes to the streets, I'm the nigga to call
Five eight and three quarters, but I'm bigger than y'all
If I left the gun home, I'ma give you the sword
I'm the devil in the flesh, I can't give you the Lord
It don't make no sense for you to pray for your life
I got my niggas in the crib, you oughta pray for your wife
[CHORUS: Jadakiss and Styles]
[Jadakiss:] Uh huh, HOLIDAY
Woah! Well 'ole south side of Chicago Is the baddest part of town And if you go down there You better just beware Of a man name of Leroy Brown Now Leroy more than trouble You see he stand about six foot four All those downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover" All the mens just call him "Sir" And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest
[J:] HOLIDAY
[S:] And I don't care if I sell, y'all know what I sell
[J:] HOLIDAY
[S:] I use my left hand when I'm loadin the shells
[J:] HOLIDAY
[S:] Cuz I know it aint right, that's why I'm blowin a L
[Styles Paniro]
Yo, I do it all for my niggas, even rob wit a bomb
Get shot, die in his arm, and give him my last
It's a million dollar bail, I'ma get it in cash
I sell crack like it's '88, I live in the past
You know the P carry the gun, live in the mask
Tell niggas show me the money and gimme the stash
I like malibu and pineapple, fifty's of hash
Hundred's of dro, wear my clothes a week in a row
Sleep on the floor, catch me right next to the dog
Bitter Sweet Symphony Lyrics
Performed by The Verve) Cos' it's a bittersweet symphony this life... Trying to make ends meet , you're a slave to the money then you die. I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down... You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet , yeah. No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold , I am here i
And I probably won't blow for the fact that I'm hard
But I'm good with ten million in the back of the car
Either that or get life and lift the rack in the yard
Gettin jewels from the old timers, stashin the cards
But jail aint part of the plans
I keep weight on the scale cuz I feel I get further with grams
In my last few bars, I run through niggas like my last few cars
And crash 'em up, the boy mighta went platinum but don't gas him up
I get his length and his width and get his casket cut
I don't deal with the snakes and fakes
But I deal with the comas and wakes, I don't make mistakes
Double R now bitch you oughta know I'ma ghost
Blow up your face, blow up the coke, and blow up the smoke
[CHORUS