Wonderful World of Cease A Leo

You are my everything
You are my everything
You, my everything
Everything, everything, everything

It's all because of you
I'm never sad and blue
You've brightened up my days
In your own special way
Whenever you're around
I'm never feeling down
You are my trusted friend
On you I can depend

You take me away
From the pain
And you bring me paradise
And when there were cloudy
Days you brought sunshine in my life
It never occurred
To me the first time I saw your face
I would fall so deep in love
That your love can't be replaced

You are my everything (you are my everything)
Love so good, so good only you can bring
You are my everything
You are everything
And everything is you

My darling only you
Can make my dreams come true
And every night I pray
You'll never go away
I promise I will try
Until the day I die
To treat you like a king
Cause you are my everything

You take me away
From the pain
And you bring me paradise
And when there were cloudy
Days you brought sunshine in my life
It never occurred
To me the first time I saw your face
I would fall so deep in love
That your love can't be replaced

You are my everything (you are my everything)
Love so good, so good only you can bring
You are my everything
You are everything
And everything is you

You are everything
And everything is you
You are everything
And everything is you

When you're lovin' me
Put your lovin' arms around me
When you're lovin' me
Said I feel so safe I found security
When you're lovin' me
Forever I want you home with me
My everything
My every every every everything

You are my everything (you are my everything)
Love so good, so good only you can bring
You are my everything
You are everything
And everything is you

You take me away

featuring Puff Daddy



Intro: Lil' Cease

Uh yeah

Uh One two

One two

One two ya'll

Uh Uh yeah Uh

Yo yo yo yo



Verse One: Lil' Cease

It's Lil Cease nigga

About to blow charm like pop

In the Benz drop

I'm hot you're not

Pedal to the floor

Four fifth ?????

I'm the nigga you're bitch love to clock

Be the artist standing raw gettin head in the lot

Outside of Justin's in the parking lot

Keep the feds on the low, in the darkest spot

Like Jigga, my lifestyle is just hard to knock

A nigga with more juice than 2Pac

My crew moves spots

Three for my niggas in the yard in the box

?????????, all a nigga got

I'm a ball till I fall

Land on acres

Get this paper

Smile like Don Juan at Gators

If ya feel me on this,

Then my words will save ya

If ya want to talk to me, nigga talk paper

Shit, fuck em

I want potatoes, now fuck later????



Chorus: Puff Daddy

We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me

And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me

And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty

And we don't stop, we won't stop



And we don't stop, you know who run the city

And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie

And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me

And we won't stop, we don't stop



Verse Two: Lil' Cease

Uh, Yo, yo, yo

All a nigga need is

One shot, one brick

Four niggas and four clips

Mo thugs and four-fifths

We car-jacked a few whips

Apartment on the hot strip

Feds come, we lose it

Pissy off of party and bullshit

Till we max out

If it's beef then act out, nigga

So fuck all ya'll cats wit ya ass out

Yappin bout ya crackhouse

Creepin on the low

see-Gutter tear his back out

I ain't scared a ya'll

Trust me, ya'll ain't ready

Ya need to bring ya bitch

Cause she more heavy than metal

My guns rock steady,

The more the merry

Niggas hall ass, break fast like Mob Berry?????

Before I land three like Dell Curry (that's real)

I'm tryin to blow like Kurtis

All that shit you doing, is makin me nervous

Nervous, join the service

That paranoid shit could hurt us

Kill us

Down at B.I.E. for B.I.

Nigga, it's reality

You want to battle nigga, bring ya large salary

And ya whole team to tackle me, nigga

Who be the last to fuck after me

Money L, D-Rock

Niggas ain't fuckin wit me



Chorus: Puff Daddy

We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me

And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me

And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty

And we don't stop, we won't stop



And we don't stop, you know who run the city

And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie

And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me

And we won't stop, we don't stop



Verse Three: Lil' Cease

Yo, yo, yo

I'm a switch hits on niggas

Drop hits on niggas

Switch V's on niggas

Platinum to the quadrup on niggas

Two to the point to the five on niggas

Run hard with the wildest niggas

In a cut, can't find us niggas

Livest niggas

Ice be shinin niggas

Blindin niggas

In the four point six, reclining niggas

Bitches like "damn, I got to find this nigga"

If I give her seven digits, got to dial this nigga

And you know I'm on top, you got to watch me nigga

And my dogs shoot the ball till you foul me nigga

And when the beefs on, you gon drown, my nigga

I'm a rise for real, and wish death to the fake ones

This is for my niggas that was down since day one

That bid long,

Hang in and hang on

Hold ya head and stay strong, my niggas



Chorus: Puff Daddy

We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me

And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me

And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty

And we don't stop, we won't stop



And we don't stop, you know who run the city

And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie

And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me

And we won't stop, we don't stop



We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me

And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me

And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty

And we don't stop, we won't stop



And we don't stop, you know who run the city

And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie

And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me

And we won't stop, we don't stop

featuring Total



[Lil' Cease]

I keep the 6 double 0 cranking

We be banking Ben Franklin Little Cease in the Lincoln

Jewels in the Pinkie got you blinking

Shine too bright rhyme too tight

'cause I'm hot like the sun on the spotlight

Brand new Gucci sweats bustin yacht like L

You know robbin steady mobbin stay slobbin

Drinking liquor out the carton

You never seen no changes wit lavish habits

Creep furniture, wit a lawn front and parish

Baton baggage full of carats, headed out to Dallas

Geez on the marriage, Balla time, playa all the time

Champagne, sweetheart, call ya round nIne

Set it up, get you crab niggaz wetted up

We started out, J.M. now we cheddared up

Uh



[Chorus] {Total}

Baby, My darling baby

I want to know what set you off

Find me some way, yeah, I'll be amazed yeah

I wonder if I take you home

What you gonna do to me?



[Lil' Cease]

Just sittin, weed in the hash, T.V.'s in my dash

Waitin for this freak bitch, I need me some ass

She came through, navy blue Subaru

Look beautiful, oooh,girlfriend, don't know what to do to you

Too good to be true, said I was a cutie too

Could it be the dough print in my jeans

Should a sauce that, you know Cease neva boss that

Only play hoez, neva I been caught yet

You trick on em, while Cease lay the dick on em

I piss on em, you turn around and kiss on em

I shit on em, you turn around and hit on em

I be the one to catch the O.J. case

But I'm too smooth for that, chicks know my face

If you know Cease, know it's only dough I chase

Wit the mafia, neva let the pussy go to waste(huh)

Neva let the pussy go to waste, what, come on





[Chorus] {Total}

Baby, My darling baby

I want to know what set you off

Find me some way, yeah, I'll be amazed yeah

I wonder if I take you home

What you gonna do to me?



[Lil' Cease]

Now one for the money, two for mo money

Three to the niggaz that give Mo to honeyz

Cease keep a beeper full of dime pieces

Only wifey know where I stash G's in

Give ho's the key to the Bentley

Go cautiously in the 8:50

I got a lot of dough so I'm a bragger

Drink gold Swager and Kim help me out when we stag her

We wise guyz that roll wit ?

Neva hit a honey if the chick is jobless

I floss in the Range so I'm never carless,

Garage full of cars and I fuck wit goddess

I lay in the bed cause the feds want to get rid of me

Hop to Hawaii, escape to Sicily

You ain't on the level we on, pushin the Neon

Froze like freon, chick you need to be gone



[Chorus] {Total}x 2

Baby, My darling baby

I want to know what set you off

Find me some way, yeah, I'll be amazed yeah

I wonder if I take you home

What you gonna do to me?

Ahhh
I love a pretty gal, that's sexy

Yeah
Uhh
I like dat
Uhh
What?
Cease a Leo
A.K.A Leo Ganza
Uhh
The flow mistro
Uhh
We go do it like this

Yo, Yo, I'm the nigga you wish for
I'm the nigga dat ya meet in the rim store
from the first to tha tenth floor
baby I got it
From the minks in tha closet to the cars in the wallets
I know the trick, you can charge it
An i got keys to V's, you can start it
But if ya can't end it don't jump up in it
but if I hit it, I'll let you slide cause my windows tinted
Like my seats, we fleet yous and me between the sheets
some - times for weeks
where I live I preach
and ya know talk is cheap when ya walk wit heat
I keep my cubans wit my Jesus peace
Niggas mad cause I get more ass than wases
nigga face it, cause dat bitch want to taste it
niggas hate it
you don't like us you just gotta face it
when my guns bust niggas know they can't take it
(C'mon)

Chorus:
We gon scream (We gon scream)
We gon shout (We gon shout)
So all my peeps locked down we gon work it out
Let's jam (Let's jam)
Let's bounce (Let's bounce)
So all my peeps in New York we gon turn it out
Brooklyn (Brooklyn)
We in da house (We in da house)
To all my peeps in the streets we gon work it out
Beststyle (Beststyle)
We in da house (We in the house)
To all my peeps on the corner we gon work it out

Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo
Leo Ganza what
stay suited up
for da loot B.K. niggas shoot it up
they boot it up
no luck, miracle, spiritual, pitiful, we ain't identical
Ya'll know who started the shit
We neva jerseys ya'll niggas ain't worthy,
like James Ludd-Law-Mccoy
been around like chip's a hoy
Hoya
all I got is hot ones for ya
no talk for ya
My team mean
standing the beam
wrapped up like golly green
keep it clean, rip yo splien
with - out makin' a scene
easily I defeat any challenge(What)
Balanced my foes and my cats, enemies and friends
Don't know who to trust no more
dats why I keep my 4-4 gun lord

Chorus:
We gon scream (We gon scream)
We gon shout (We gon shout)
To all my peeps in V.A. we gon work it out
ATL (ATL)
We in da house (We in da house)
To my peeps in the street let's turn it out

Yo, Yo
My honey hot as hell stays dripped in channel
My girl was on the chalk
Chick on the cell
??? keep my dick in da well
can't ya tell
How da boat sail
sun-shine on my jew - els
its da very details
somebody nex ta ya'll
platinum in a week
thank god for sales
me, I'm just here to live it and tell
hope it, cause all my niggas livin in jail
we da poor feenin' for bail
grieven the cell
wappin' off to the porno books and the C.O. girls
we come home all around the world
you see
that thug shit played out like Jerry Curls
for me it's a better world (Uhh)
There's more better girls
Whatcha know about roley wit a benz that twirls
and a lotta cats hate me in this world
Fuck it, can't get any in this world

Chorus(5x)

featuring Busta Rhymes G Dep Mr. Bristal



[Lil' Cease]

Uh yeah

All my BK niggas uh

All my niggas on the corner

Pull your macks out

All my jail niggas maxxed out

B.I.G. niggas

Forever nigga



What yo yo yo

Nigga what uh my gun busts like phone numbers (uh huh)

Seven shots tear the roof off you gold Hummer (yeah)

My shit drop it's gon do Hooty numbers

Blow Fish I'm gonna be hotter than the summer

I got bread now, niggas wonder (uh huh)

Who I'm writing for, who this nigga, faggot promoter?

I'm just smarter, I play my game like a hand of Poker

It's a millon in the stash, bitch, check the sofa (check the sofa)

It's two mil' in the closet, on the left of the loafers (uh huh)

When I come through, niggas P.Y.P. like soldiers (yeah)

I'm the type that hold dough like Tommy (Hilfiger) (uh huh)

Fuck a bitch like (Martin) then tell her it's over (it's over)

Kicked her out my chromed out Rover

I squeeze gats outta 'sonovas, Cease takin' over (uh huh)

>From here to North Dakota, speed bump, chrome on the roller

Like bears that's Polo, we come out when it's colder



1- [Busta Rhymes]

Ey, yo (yo)

Feel the ruff (ruff)

Scandlous (lous)

The more weed smoke I puff (puff)

The more dangerous (us)



Yo (yo)

Feel the ruff (ruff)

Scandlous (lous)

The more weed smoke I puff (puff)

The more dangerous (us)

c'mon



Feel the ruff (ruff)

Scandlous (lous)

The more weed smoke I puff (puff)

The more dangerous (us)

c'mon



Yo, feel the ruff (ruff)

Scandlous (lous)

The more weed smoke I puff (puff)

The more dangerous (us)





[Mr. Bristal]

What, Cris flow 'ever, nigga, you know what that mean (uh)

Cock and squeeze, don't talk, when I roll in the scene

My man was yappin' to this nigga, got caught up in between ('tween)

That-a happen to any nigga that go against me (uh)

Do y'all want beef (uh uh) or do y'all want peace? (uh uh)

y'all don't really want to see me take it to the streets (uh uh)

When we do, nigga, we get deeper than the sea (c'mon)

Bodies fell, floatin' way out in Tennesee (yeah)

Can't handle one, so why ask for ten of me? (uh huh)

And went up by the enemy, leave them a memory

Just like Kennedy, from state-to-state, city-to-city

There where the grimy and gritty once told by Frank Nitty

What's the dilly? Niggas still frontin' Willy

Actin' like they ahead o' the game

Put the four-point-six in the Range (c'mon)

Itchy like wearin' wool in the rain

And keep it simple nigga, but with me, it's just plain

Like Eminem's rhymes is rim, DJ's keep spinnin' them (spinnin' them)

If they ain't down with the fam

I ain't really feelin' them (I ain't feelin' them)

Especially if they got something to say about Cease and them (Cease and them)

So for now, with the and-one, that's how we greetin' them



Repeat 1



[G-Dep]

I got a lot to gain, these cats playin' and it's not a game

It is a game but I forgot you playin' (I forgot you playin')

Forgot your name, forgot your claim (uh)

But I remember when the bullets stopped your brain

And like, got your chain

It's plain simple, use your brain tissue (uh huh)

Or you could remain cripple, wishin' they ain't hit you (yeah)

Not inofficial, y'all niggas counterfeit

Shot about seventeen natural, something's bound to hit (huh)

Bounded with a team of shakers to see the paper

Then blow like Anita Baker, if you need it, just make it

If you need to wake up, holler

I Kiss the Girls to make them holler, make them bounce

Anything to make a dollar, y'all understandin' me (uh)

I just do it, I ain't the one to plan it

Just hide it under the table, shit, I'm underhanded (uh huh)

Perfected the nine, perfected the line (yeah)

Nasty, perfected with lime (yeah)

Busted with paper, infected with rhyme



Repeat 1 to fade



[Lil' Cease]

Yo, yo, feel the ruff, nigga

Uh, Flipmode

Uh, Brist, my niggy

Garfield, Big Nash

All my niggas thuggin' it

Feel the ruff, nigga

Uh, D-Roc

Yeah

Are you gon' feel this nigga?

Told you, don't stop now

featuring Bristal Lil' Kim Puff Daddy



[Puffy]

As we proceed

To give you what you need

B.I.G. mutha fucka's

Lil' Cease mutha fucka's



[Bristal]

Yo handsome Hansun

Got dough like the Hanson's

Niggas come fast went out like Helly Hanson

Mr. Bristal you will never catch me dancin'

Often prancing only in a mansion

In the party I'm high and drunk I see you glancin'

Never blow my cool, even if it's jammin'

If shit hit the fan then I got the cannon

Cock, lick-shots, leave 'em where they standin'

You can call the cops, I never get ran in

Call Blake C., ya'll get the understanding

Who my man is, who the fam' is

All that bullshit you talk? Can it, we own the planet

It's a definite, niggas over money, reppin' it

Armageddon it, destroy e'rything when we settin' it

You delicate, far away in the country where you better get

Assets in, nigga

Ya'll need to get wit' some veterans



1 - [Big Harve]

You don't want to play around

You don't want to play around

You don't want to play around with me

No more, I'll kill you



You don't want to play around

You don't want to play around

You don't want to play around with me

No more, I'll kill you



[Lil' Cease]

Yo, yo, yo

Niggas want to start shit, push the button

See the dough flip from the carpet

Me and Bris' about to lock down the market

Gats be sparkin', they lie too

Got crips in blood, that part true

be -Roc I'mma die for you

Till this day, I'mma ride for you

And God forbid, gotta die too

When you pull that gat, I'll be right beside you

To guide you, on who to hit and not to

If a nigga guilty, got to die too

That's the real-la, you're talkin' to the roach killer

For more scrilla

About to upset New York like Reggie Miller

Once they say you turn thug, you turn killer

Man, it's hard to turn back when a nigga feel ya

That's why they tell ya you're nobody 'til somebody kill ya

That's why until ya play it back, don't get too familiar

Cause if you get too close, my nigga's might fuckin' killa ya

Nigga



Repeat 1 while:



[Lil' Kim]

Another one

The Queen Bee, extraordinaire

Lil' Cease, commin' at'cha

For the year 2000 and the new millennium, Uh



Fuck all you hoes, I blows like suits

Bitches don't shake my hand, they salute the lieutenant

Rich men kiss the back of the hand of the royal highness

Pocohontas, Mafia's behind us, ballin' like Utah

Didn't think a ghetto bitch could come this far

From pushin' Buicks to candy apple red Jaguars

Bitch think I'm rich, I could rock a fool blue suit

A furry Kangol with some cowboy boots

And still be the shit of the night

When I come through

You be on the side holdin' ya cups like the bums do

Waitin' for the Queen to put some change in it

I pull out a 'G' and drop it with a hundred grand left in my pocket

I promoted this shit, so I got's to make a profit

And all the ends are sins to my men's, down his prophet

Me and Lil' Cease, it's part two, me partners

Layin' niggas down like carpenters

So pardon us, like Nike's, we just do it

We ain't amateurs to this shit, we used to it

And all the bodies I killed, keep 'em on file

So when they anniversaries come, we pop Cristall

Ask Bristal, the Golden Child, ta-dow

Take it how I gives it, you talk it, you live it

And don't forget it, bitches



[Puffy]

Stop tryin' to sound like her too, bitches



Repeat 1 while:



[Lil' Kim]

Ya'll muthafucka's do not want to play with us

Ya'll don't want to play with us

We will fuckin' kill you



Set the fucka's right

I'll fuckin' kill you

I don't give a fuck who it is



You don't want to play around