How We Quit the Forest Lyrics
The ostrich and the egret Had a very fine flat to let. Figurine hutch, no the place wasn't much, but they Got a peacock. His belongings were meager but, He was pretty, would bring good luck. They would sing songs all aroung the piano and Do the cakewalk. He would say what he's gonna do. He would say what he wanted to. Ostrich and egret were filled with regret, but the Rent's well worth him. He felt things that they'd never felt. Like the slap of a feather belt. So till they sat by the fireplace silent. A chill ran through them. Ostrich and egret and peacock had very small dreams. Picturing them just reminded them of calendar scenes. Nobody's laughing when everyone's weeping, it seems.

[Intro] (50 Cent)

I love niggas! I love niggas!

Cause niggas are me!

And I should only love that 'presents me

I love to see niggas go through changes (Whoooo!!)

I love to see niggas shoot through shit (Did it again)

And to all niggas that do it I love



[Eminem]

I got 50 Cent

I got G-Unit

D-Twizzy's in this bitch

With Obie Triiiiice

So watch what you say

Before you call our name

If you say one more thing

It won't be nice



Here we go

I shoulda known

I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit sooner or later

You little haters are too jellous of us to love us

You ain't it

G-Unit made it

And Obie's comin

D-Twizzy's comin

You sick to your stomach

50% is 50-Cent

The other 50% is who's color skin it is

Well if you're even considering takin our label down

You better find our building and fly a fucking plane into it

But I ain't tryin to get too intriqette into it

I'm just tryin to give you a little hint for your own benefit

Cuz then it's gunna get to the point where it escalates into some other shit

Then Im a flip

Then Im a get to stompin in my Air Force One's

Won't be able to tell if it's two pairs or it's one

It's gunna feel like there's so many feet

Fake Lyrics
Your name was Patty but now it's Kay Girl you seem to change it every day. Your hair was long but now it's short You say: I got it cut but I don't see no hair upon the floor. Whenever I go out with you I find out something new. You're a fake baby you can't conceal it Know how I know 'cause I can feel it. You're a fake baby no rhyme or reason 'Cause in your mind it's lyin' season. You had brown eyes but now they're blue Those false eyelashes that you're wearin' too. In bed this morning you called me CIyde Alex is the name that I go by! If women could be counterfit then you'd be it. You'

kickin you

You think that Nike just made these into cleat tennis shoes

I don't know what it is or what it could be

But I get a woody when these pussy's try to push me

Thinkin they gon' put me in the position to pickle me

Ya'll tickle me pink

I think I'd just rather have pink tiggle me

Hickory dickory dock tickoty tock tickety a little bit of the diggity dock diggity

Mixed with a little bit of the jiga jig jiga

With a small pinch of Biggie

Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggity



We the realest label

Don't try to act like you don't feel our label

Cuz we gon' fuck around and kill your label

Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, Shady Records, we the label fa sho

We the realest label

Don't try to act like you don't feel our label

We gon' fuck around and steal your people

Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, we gonna kill your fuckin label 4-sho



[Verse: B.I.G.]

Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick

And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get

With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees

Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's

Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open spots

On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you

Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos

Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose

Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox

Gri

Drivel Lyrics
Load up all your friends man I'm trippin' like a fuckhead Bore us all again with your drivel kill the *** dead Breathe in breathe out little fuck Seething so like a motherfuck Once again man your drivel killed the *** dead Feel so down So, that's alright Come on over brother man we'll burn try my new juice Maybe bring another I'll break out the new noose There's something I missed It's not on the list Never learn I'm so in love with this Once again man your drivel killed the *** dead Feel so down So very high God where's your head It gets you down So, that's alright Say that you never wanna get high man There's nothin' better, give it a try man Never learn I'm so in love wi

p the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks

Just in case a nigga wanna act out

I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out

That's a real nigga for ya



[Chorus: 50 Cent] (2x)

We the realest nigga

50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga

Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga

Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga

Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!



(Eminem)

Shady in the place to be seen

And I got what it takes to rock the mic RIGHT!

Still watch what you say to me punk cuz I'm off probation in less then 6 MONTHS!



[Verse: B.I.G.]

When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths

Just in case dread wanna riff

He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very

Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried

That's a real nigga for ya

Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer

Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say

She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway

Up North found first stop for the town

of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill

You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover

Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the ruler



[Chorus](2x)

We the realest nigga

50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga

Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga

Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga

Squeeze the

Hope Set High Lyrics
by Amy Grant Sung by Amy Grant I've got my hope set high That's why I came tonight I need to see the truth I need to see the light. I've got my hope set high That's why I came tonight I need to see the truth I need to see the light And I can do my best And pray to the Father But the one thing I ought to know by now When it all comes down When it all comes down If there's anything good that happens in life It's from Jesus. You know that when it all comes down When it all comes down If there's anything good that happens in life It's from Jesus. I've got my hope set high And like a star at night Out of the deepest dark It shines the purest l

trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!



[Verse: 50 Cent]

When I was young my M.O. was to go hail the Henny

And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man

I cut ya new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can"

Don't let your people feel your awkward

I tame I'm not lame

Get gassed up to get blast up

Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down

Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North Seed Papa

50 Cent, I'll break yo punk ass off propa'

This new place like home, New York - New York

I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy

Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly

Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really

Pushy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly

Even the hood they feel me {*gun cocked* hah! I'm on fire!

Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit

Even bootlegged you know, bump my shit, bitch!



[Chorus](2x)

We the realest nigga

50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga

Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga

Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga

Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!



Shady Records

Still Aftermath

And don?t think we don?t hear you motherfuckers talking

Cuz we do

We see yall

But we just gonna sit back for a minute and watch what the fuck yall do