looked for you and everywhere Tell me why you're here I came to disappear Tell me why you're here I came to disappear I came to disappear
for you and everywhere Tell me why you're here I came to disappear Tell me why you're here I came to disappear I came to disappear
m the definition of shooter, gun of choice the ruger You'll take my word for it or make me do it to ya I'm a magnet to murder, when I'm in the mood Get
, breathe and get well Kick somethin' live stop chirpin' like Nextel I'm all in together, a swordsman forever I paint the town red with many heads are severed R
two and three lives The city's a jungle, only the strong will survive R.E.A.L.I.T.Y. ain't always the truth Rhymes Equal Actual Life In The Youth R.E
E.R.D flow i spaz if I'm prevoke I'm bout to change the fucking game, pass the remote. Money is everything, and it's every other thing I'm part of the
you, tryin' to breeze with me All the Roc is E N Y C E in the NYC with the white T All I really do is argue Double F, R Y D E, D R A G, to the dash O
Cali to Bali Up in White Lotus, dog, you might notice That you type bogus, me I'm quite focus An' hope is hopeless Disappear in the air, hocus pocus
niggaz short, give you wheels for legs I'm a K I double L E R, see y'all in hell Shoot niggaz straight through the E.R. Whoa, this ain't B.R., no This
M E M Y love M A R Y H O W C O U L D Y O U B E S O C R U E L T O M E M Y love Mary how could you go Around and hurt me so I'd have tried so hard to
!) daisies growing out of ground. Gigantic daisy grows under him, carrying him up, up, and offscreen! E, ear: Typewriter is with a giant ear. After typing, "E
D M 2 C 74 Little Nasi and the crew, y'all niggas come home Word up, the new album gon' be the shit baby Aint no doubt about it, E Pluribus Unum
out, disappear like I'm Makaveli 187 Timberland boot disposing of these leather gloves Ski mask on with a Chinese chopper and the ammunition to start a war M I M
aim is I'm just a rich mothafucker from tha way If this rappin' bring me money then I'm rappin' till I'm paid I'm gettin' green like I'm supposed to
guess I got a bad attitude Verse 1: I spit that slick shit like K-Y Jelly Out for the mail like Melly I'm fucking you tonight before R-Kelly My bitches
