When the lights are down And the stage is bare And no more magic's in the air There's not a friend in sight to care Your tears no one will share I'll
Wiz Khalifa: Clear the run way baby I get money from sunday to sunday lady Ohh behave I'm young, rich famous Grindin keep my pockets on Schwarzenegger
E. Watt said not I put my mug up, but fair is fair So C. Brown are we in the clear? Yeah C. Brown are we in the clear? Yeah Makin' moves y'all, moves
I look at all the videos Wack stage shows, wack page flows Biters non-rhythm writers. (Example the sample) It was an age under and a stage back The girlie
hear See before my reign it was the same old same You took "the ba with the ba" That's street-talk game So if you ever, let me make this clear If you
you is No excuses see, life's dilemas are set up like a mirror Just to show you all your faces Now your clearer understanding is clearer You had your
nigga steppin, nigga aint no preppin in my corner cause yous a goner Im smokin marajuana broke em off when I snatched my diploma I walked across the stage
better known as Chad or Pimp C The closest homeboy that I ever had Now when we first met, we wasn't on the same page From pettiness understandings that got cleared
clear Weak niggas wanna stick you but that ain't fair You we down in Vegas, money, skies too courageous And yo, I'm on the run but still rip stages
makes the heart grow colder Started off with 2, now we got mad soldiers Battle Axe warriors, bitch, I thought I told ya Heinekens on stage, never rock
your expiration Preparation your sweatin, I cassette deck and eject your selection for air time Blow a hole through your brain so you can think with a clear
prepared niggas Cuz when it do it coming land, sea and air niggas That's everywhere niggas, Am I the muthafucking legendary? Yeah niggas, make it very clear
a big deal Oh, you never heard of me, hmm, that sounds absurd to me The way you stole my attention was flat out burglary What do you say let's exit stage
Yo black it's time to set stage and guidelines Ten point program, freeze the genocide Round the posse to protect the people and Regulate and keep straight the man Clear
The streets talk, And they hear And They watch, So stay clear Cuz they need, The streets feed A street thief and what they need [Dice Raw] And everybody
build up the nerve to bite the rhyme that feeds you I need you to listen my words are whet with crystal-clear wisdom so they glisten and I fill in the
Yo, back up now an' give a brother room The fuse is lit an' I'm about to go boom Mercy, mercy, mercy me My life is a cage but on stage I'm free Hyped
a battle and I watch jeff win em He stomp the comp got cuts like venom Doper than coke the boys just def d-j j-azzy jeff on stage getting ill beside