Spice 1 Lyrics
Spice 1 Lyrics
"Jealous Got Me Strapped Lyrics"
Drum And Bass Line Lyrics
In a different style Dub plate spinning all the while What the people wanting Dub plate till a morning That's what they all are shouting for Can you hear them Seems they just can't refuse it Just go to bounce and use it Seems they were born with rythm within And you couldn't give up now You know you couldn't give up now Couldn't give up now Dancing to the rythm of the drum and the bass line To the question that you're asking It's clear to see my friend Time before when we use music To cool our very soul A
In a different style Dub plate spinning all the while What the people wanting Dub plate till a morning That's what they all are shouting for Can you hear them Seems they just can't refuse it Just go to bounce and use it Seems they were born with rythm within And you couldn't give up now You know you couldn't give up now Couldn't give up now Dancing to the rythm of the drum and the bass line To the question that you're asking It's clear to see my friend Time before when we use music To cool our very soul A
Tupac:
Spice heres go them niggas yo
hit that shit, hit that shit.
We all niggaz going down where the fuck ya all going down.
Spice 1:
Damn aint this a bitch ya all got me fucked up
on this ol' playa haten ass shit.
Know what I'm sayin'?
Understand me?
When I was broke you all niggaz didn't give a fuck
if I was pissin' on myself, or shittin' off tha Bay Bridge, nigga.
Now you in my mutha fuckin' mix talkin' that ol' crazy shit,
that's alright cuz I'm gonna bust a cap in that ass.
Me and Pac goin' let you know about
that ol' playa haten ass shit though.
Ya see these jealous mutha fuckaz
That be playin me G
Like a sucka ass nigga see
That ain't feeling me
It ain't easy
To kill a G
A mutha fuckin' playa
From tha F - A - to tha C
Back stabbers in tha mutha fuckin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
Cuz they got me on tha run
Spice mutha fucin' One
I'm for leavin' bodies numb
I'm a G mutha fucker
Can't you see
I'm a G
Rollin' deep
With my phat fo-fo uzi
I comes with a big phat
The Nephilim Rising Lyrics
( music by Nergal; lyrics by Krzysztof Azarewicz; acoustic outro by Seth ) I'm burning like a fucking fire Mysterious Domain, Murdered Apprehension Shemyaza, Lacifarus - glow like the Sun in this final hour ov Dawn ov the Dusk I, heart ov all chthonic hearts vulture eye, fallen one, proclaim: this great world is a mirror ov my small self : striving for infinity, shall I remain? we cannot kill the time: it is the time that kills us and I'm the answer on my questions and blood ov my hopes and all
gat( music by Nergal; lyrics by Krzysztof Azarewicz; acoustic outro by Seth ) I'm burning like a fucking fire Mysterious Domain, Murdered Apprehension Shemyaza, Lacifarus - glow like the Sun in this final hour ov Dawn ov the Dusk I, heart ov all chthonic hearts vulture eye, fallen one, proclaim: this great world is a mirror ov my small self : striving for infinity, shall I remain? we cannot kill the time: it is the time that kills us and I'm the answer on my questions and blood ov my hopes and all
And hollow point clip
And quick
To be a soldier
By my shit
So nigga
Don't try no mo' shit
No ho shit
Cuz when I was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck
About my statis
Now that I'm at this
I'm loced out
And livin' lavish
So fuck tha gun control
aBout ta bust a cap nigga
Cuz tha jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac:
Now niggaz know that tha jealous got me strapped
Stepping close to the edge
I got tha cops and tha feds on my back
And there's no way that I'm giving up
I rather bury you bitches
Cuz ain't no to marks gonna worry my riches
If I catch yo ass in traffic (humm)
You betta pull for ya pistol an open fire
Or get blasted (Booo Yahh!!)
I'll be damned if I drop
It don't stop<
Creed - "Young Grow Old" Lyrics
He said he's falling to pieces Fighting the boy and the man Over his shoulder there was freedom But consciousness has tied his hands Embodied youth was his distinction Now inhibition's in demand So driven by his fear of weakness That's his key to understand So far in a distant land There's a fight between boy and man See the light through the open door Sit and watch as the young grow old Trading places in the circle Turn the glass, spill the sand They say that time can make the difference But age doesn't make you
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I'm boxin' mutha fuckaz with my glockHe said he's falling to pieces Fighting the boy and the man Over his shoulder there was freedom But consciousness has tied his hands Embodied youth was his distinction Now inhibition's in demand So driven by his fear of weakness That's his key to understand So far in a distant land There's a fight between boy and man See the light through the open door Sit and watch as the young grow old Trading places in the circle Turn the glass, spill the sand They say that time can make the difference But age doesn't make you
A skinny ass neva had a penny ass nigga
I figure my Mashfurd pump will show them punks who's bigger (Blah)
And even if I did fall -- I'll still ball
I'm bustin' mutha fuckers with my back against the wall
Till these jealous ass bitches kill me
I'll be thugin' like a mutha fucker
Nigga feel me
And ain't no time for mistakes
So homies watch ya back
Cuz these jealous ass tricks got me strapped
Jealous got me strapped...
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run...
Spice 1:
Homie ya know if I don't be runnin' with my strap
Then I might get blasted
Get blasted or blast
That's how I'm livin'
So I blast and blast the bastard
I can't be worried about no jail time
Cuz niggaz they tryin' ta take my head
I c
Yesterday Threw Everything At Me Lyrics
Switch on the light, between each other Elevated to your side, Now I'm nervous It's time to tell you honestly, so we can alter history You are, first on my list, When everything around is gone I know You are, first on my list, When everything is shown up for what it is Plastic flowers that fight for colour Shadows floating on the ground, that always follow Like international acclaim, it comes and goes never the same You are, first on my list, When everything around is gone I know You are, first on my list,
an't have shit if a nigga deadSwitch on the light, between each other Elevated to your side, Now I'm nervous It's time to tell you honestly, so we can alter history You are, first on my list, When everything around is gone I know You are, first on my list, When everything is shown up for what it is Plastic flowers that fight for colour Shadows floating on the ground, that always follow Like international acclaim, it comes and goes never the same You are, first on my list, When everything around is gone I know You are, first on my list,
So I bust back
And break the bitch niggaz off propa
with a four-four take nine a chopper
And try and decapatate a niggaz arms from with his shoulders
These jealous niggaz don't know they fuckin' around with a soldier
I don't be slippin'
So nigga don't wait for me ta fall
And if I got enough
A hallow tip will smoke ?m all, y'all
Envious niggaz prepare to fly off ya feet
Cuz I'm commin' with some mutha fuckin' heat
Playa, so keep ya aim straight
And hit a nigga on tha first shot
Cuz I'm a be tryin' ta make your mutha fuckin' heart stop
And don't be screamin' out for your family bitch
Cuz it was your choice
That we jump into this gangsta shit
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run