A Prince Among Thieves
Paul Prince lyrics
Paul Prince lyrics
"MC Hustler Lyrics"
The Itch You Can Not Scratch Lyrics
<i>[Sung by Johan B. Stefan had a cold]</i> The itch, have you heard about the itch you can not scratch. It infects through the senses and develops through the mind, paralysis some parts of the brain. The carriers are usaly bold with aggressive personalities. And an intelligence level far beyond the average, they're just to fucking stupid
<i>[Sung by Johan B. Stefan had a cold]</i> The itch, have you heard about the itch you can not scratch. It infects through the senses and develops through the mind, paralysis some parts of the brain. The carriers are usaly bold with aggressive personalities. And an intelligence level far beyond the average, they're just to fucking stupid
f/ Horror City
Just an MC hustlin, hustlin (2x)
I'm just an MC hustlin, hustlin
Just an MC hustlin, hustlin
I'm a general, in this hip hop army, yeah
Highly ranked, thick like a tank
Well-equipped for niggas poppin shit
Rapifier, now plug the wire let's get down to it
I'm frustrated, uh, filled with anger
Feel like jumpin in the wash and just chill on the hanger
But uh, mama didn't raise no quitters
So uh, what you want and what you need I deliver
Chorus
Mass confusion, boozin, dru
Nebraska Lyrics
It seems like I should know better I guess I don't know much When I'm alone I'm everything But I'm not well beneath it all Stop staring over my shoulder Just let me breathe in peace now Cause all I ask for is a....date One date to
g usingIt seems like I should know better I guess I don't know much When I'm alone I'm everything But I'm not well beneath it all Stop staring over my shoulder Just let me breathe in peace now Cause all I ask for is a....date One date to
Got some winning some losing, is it real or an illusion?
I guess it's all a test, stress to paranoia
Slim, go get a lawyer, make him prove nobody saw ya
The clock struck the midnight hour, I hit the ?
I see my man Infinite pimpin shit for the team
The millionaires club, Republicans make it difficult
Kill or be killed's the result, I'm rollin up
The ?, drinkin ?, talkin sports
Herb smoke stimulates my thoughts
It took me deeper than the reaper's domain
To make it plain as hell
I left my spirit to dwell
But let my lyrics rebel
Docume
Shiny Things Is Good Lyrics
BELOW SOMETIMES YOU CAN FEEL THE RUG PULLED FROM BELOW YOUR FEET IT? LIKE ONE MINUTE YOU?E LIKE A ROCK STANDING STRONG AND THE NEXT YOU?E BEAT IT? NOT UP TO YOU, SOMETHING ALWAYS THERE, WORKING BEHIND THE SCENES INVISIBLE HANDS HANDCUFFING AND LAST CHANCE BLUFFING, FEEDING THEIR GREED P
ted on record to spark my ? brain cellBELOW SOMETIMES YOU CAN FEEL THE RUG PULLED FROM BELOW YOUR FEET IT? LIKE ONE MINUTE YOU?E LIKE A ROCK STANDING STRONG AND THE NEXT YOU?E BEAT IT? NOT UP TO YOU, SOMETHING ALWAYS THERE, WORKING BEHIND THE SCENES INVISIBLE HANDS HANDCUFFING AND LAST CHANCE BLUFFING, FEEDING THEIR GREED P
I kick a style like Bruce, rockin this rotten metropolis
Drugs, thugs and slugs, the scene it's so monotonous
One day it dawned on me as the time rolls by
That the same thing that makes you laugh makes you cry
Sometimes I feel I'm winnin, sinnin,
Sittin back in the MP, relax, talkin bout a new beginning
You see, I'm just an MC, I'm just an MC...
Chorus
I gotta get over, before I go under
I gotta get over, before I go under-privileged
Trapped deep beneath the sewage
I attend the University of Making
Nobody Knows You When Youre Down And Out Lyrics
Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, I didn't care I carried my friends out for a good time Bying bootleg liquor, champagne and wine Then I began to fall so low I didn't have a friend, and no place to go So if I ever get my hand on a dollar again I'm gonna hold on to it till them eagle's greenMoney
Five makes ten, ten makes twenty
Good n' plenty, keeps pockets from getting empty
Blunts get pulled, different day same bull
Shit, you can't own it, two (?) you manufacture it
Take away profit now tell me what you get
I got a size eight, a fried chicken dinner plate
I'm sellin dreams, you know, rhymes by the weight
Ten years of hustling, brung home the bacon, man
More scramblin than Moon and Cunningham
You know, money for the makin, maintainin
Hustlin, for the president, causin campaignin (?)
I'm just an MC, what I be?
Chorus
Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, I didn't care I carried my friends out for a good time Bying bootleg liquor, champagne and wine Then I began to fall so low I didn't have a friend, and no place to go So if I ever get my hand on a dollar again I'm gonna hold on to it till them eagle's green
Five makes ten, ten makes twenty
Good n' plenty, keeps pockets from getting empty
Blunts get pulled, different day same bull
Shit, you can't own it, two (?) you manufacture it
Take away profit now tell me what you get
I got a size eight, a fried chicken dinner plate
I'm sellin dreams, you know, rhymes by the weight
Ten years of hustling, brung home the bacon, man
More scramblin than Moon and Cunningham
You know, money for the makin, maintainin
Hustlin, for the president, causin campaignin (?)
I'm just an MC, what I be?
Chorus