place. From the three you then use one To make ten ones... (and you know why four plus minus one Plus ten is fourteen minus one? 'cause addition is
know the one the police was always chasin' Straight down and dirty for my props Eleven years old, extramanish, hard-headed sellin' them rocks I killed an old wack motherfucker, no one
mother look shocked over Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of seven A migraine, take two Excedrin I'm the one twice over I'm the new eleven And if I
OUT WITH ONE OF THOSE THINGS! CARLY: OKAY. THAT?S ENOUGH. WE?VE STILL GOT? (CARLY CHECKS PAPER) ?ELEVEN PEOPLE TO SEE. SAM: OOH! ELEVEN? CARLY: CALM
Hehehe Yeah b, Talk your shit heheh (partner let me upgrade you) How you're gonna upgrade me What's higher than number one you know I used to beat that
stronger But I'm not gonna give up yet And if these walls should weaken I'm still strong enough to know I'm gonna build them up again There's one more thing
heard you had a real good time at camp Oh, yeah, I talked to Len, he said everythings cool Oh, yo, I really liked "End To End Burner" That little diss me thing
always land on my feet At this present elevation, I can't see past my feet between God's bald spots where the sky stops I'm one of the Earth's latest
niggas Itchy fingers on triggers Itty, bitty niggas Ready for war We kick down your door Draw eatin' Lay everybody down on the floor Verse six: [technique] The same thing
gats Leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit, step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one
glass slip threw your fingers cause you never got a grasp, get a grip, get it straight or else you'll let it slip and you'll never elevate, right now
(You dont wanna be like me) [Monoxide Child] I can walk on water and freeze it on step one And then I'll stick my finger in it and melt it like it was
you gets no rap with that to' up khaki suit" Well, one day up the Avenue, there was a man Surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew He said, "Hear ye, hear ye, come one
the highway tonight, the drunken engines roar It's just one of those things, One of those things. Oh, just one of those things.
that figure, shit I'll blow your mind how I this work finger Nine milli for the haters, can't nobody fade us Going down like elevators, rough necks like
point to it, can anybody point to it? I play by the point of the finger of the hand "the one in the middle! the one in the middle!" That's
geckos on the roof of my hut in the seychelles islands. she was called the morning lizard, and i would drop clear ponds from the tips of my fingers for
escape defeat In a world out to get you But the finger on the trigger is yours If I come of one Will you understand the depths of me? Perceivable I