s only fair to warn I was born with a set of horns And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board
rest And all that I wanted was to be the best Just to feel free and be someone I was born to be fast I was born to run Well I take the chances sometimes
shelf Wouldn't let her go to school and better herself She had a baby by your ass and you ain't giving no help Uh-huh big time hustler, snake motherfucker One's born
let her go to school and better herself She had a baby by your ass and you ain't giving no help Uh-huh big time hustler, snake motherfucker One's born
say? there's lightning on the hill tonight over in the west the colour changes shape and slides I'm not stuck to be inspired by her or by me get this
would stand a chance Take her home, thinking she's alone Open de door you find her husband home I was treating a girl independently She was making baby for me When de baby born
this is it, have we come to the end No more fun, oh my friend But I'll take my chances now Lettin' loose again Wreckless weekends, weekends Led by my
I was conceived by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees Who made love under the Siccamore tree Which makes me A more sicker emcee my momma would claim At 10 pounds when i was born
joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big Poppa Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas At high school got head by
: [Originally by Low] If you were born today We'd kill you by age eight Never get the chance to say Joy to the world and Peace on the earth Forgive
light haunted by ominous tendencies while Im in the dark fightin anonymous enemies if I do so become a memory I wanna give some last words to remember me by
I pray that an angel take my body Before the doctors have a chance to do an autopsy Buryin me near Bob Marley, or even Haley Salassie Surround me by
child young and hungry growing wild on the run And he'll die reachin' for freedom he was born under the gun Swollen men blind with power break the rules one by
you're wishing in is the one the hellons are pissing in Position to let the snakes set the bait at heaven's gates Mastered by pastors snatching collection
in. Let your hair down. Sometimes relax your stiff posture. Or so they say, all work no play make you dull. Chance to change the patterns we're born
for my runaways To all my kids who was used and abused To my teenage mothers who was used and abused To my fatherless children, being born by the millions
born and a sun is growing within you, within me Rise up, (Uplift) your people if they're falling Rise up and everyone goes repeating They're being born
born destined to be a king Never seen never heard about Never has he mentioned in no books Raised by Sufi's not crooks Desert Knowledge Sophisticated anticipated by