You gotta have somethin' on the bottom if you want have a band Gotta have a strong foundation if you gonna make a stand The bass is the center solid as
Muzik of blood Black reared Pain rooted Heart geared All tensed up In the bubble and the bounce An the leap an the weight-drop It is the beat of the
All of which makes me anxious At times unbearably so
I call shots like a boss, stack knots like a boss Cop drops like a boss, on top like a boss Paid Tha Cost like tha boss, when I floss like a boss Big
Aight, rap, ****, **** You got 24 hours to live, **** Your time's up right **** now, **** Y'all **** ain't no ****, **** **** **** **** And y'all act
I need everybody to put they lighters in the air Light it up We 'bout to get Puff, puff, pass, puff, puff, pass Puff, puff, pass, puff, puff, pass We
Aye, aye, come here bitch I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you, shorty It seems like, ever since a nigga became multi Every women on planet Earth got
It's so good to have you back To provide us all with that bass Especially after you finish cookin' that bass I always been a hungry nigga The type to
I remember when I was a kid times were hard and things were bad There's a silver lining behind every cloud Just poor people that's all we were tryin'
Let's all sing, pop goes the weasel Pop goes the, pop goes the windin' of the weasel I see the empty pocket needs a refill I got a squad with a list
Together we witness one of the most delightful in our times So um, let the bass go Nah, it's got to go a little lower than that, Dre, drop it Nah, it'
tout seul chez nous avec moi-meme tasse dans l'coin par mes problemes j'ai besoin d'queq'chose d'immoral de queq'chose d'illegal pour survivre j'devrais
Jacques brel Ne me quitte pas Il faut oublier Tout peut s'oublier Qui s'enfuit deja Oublier le temps Des malentendus Et le temps perdu A savoir comment
Right outta port angeles like a bullet with no pain Driving north on the harbor freeway Up and over st thomas vincent bridge Making stops as you go,
i been playin root-five for most of the night and most of the times, well, i don't really mind but once in awhile i get the chance to shine and look
and then i prevail again, again as all these memories pass again i look ahead to the new day again please no more dark days, dark days again, again and
I'm breaking through computer screens And running in your living room, a via-tele-digi wretch like me Chasing all my dreams into a cable Where they beam
Trouble is your middle name That's a dangerous place to be Within your mis-en-scene There is no sobriety No dancing in the street No roaming on your