t have to tell you. You know where I've been. I haven't been a reflection in your eyes, But I've been living in your heart. Are you asking me to kill
groove And cut me up And cut me up There's an empty space inside my heart Where the weeds take root So now I set you free I'll set you free Slowly we
Leave our excellent souls Head for the coast Leave our excellent souls Everything goes All our lonely kicks Are getting harder to find We'll play nuns versus priests Until somebody cries All our
threat or see the fear in they eyes It's in they job description to terminate the threat So 41 shots to the body is what he can expect The precedent is set
Carl Lewis The truth is my crew is the smoothest bits of saliva juices like the roots is More organic than acoustics Heavenly ? set you free and kill
on them socialistic fallacies It be about, the devestations of the social doministic thought Keep a brown man down sport They wantin to keep our (?) set
forty over the hill or somethin', I'm young at heart, I'ma forever be a kid I'm on some Tom Hanks shit, you ever seen the movie big? My heart is trapped
American dream Ain't nuthin' but anotha calculated scheme To keep us locked up and shot up and back in chains To deny us our future rob our name Kept our
, wha, wha T.O.N.Y invade N.Y. Multiply, kill a cop Me and you You got beef, I got beef T.O.N.Y invade N.Y. Multiply, kill a cop Me and you You got
While spend mine open, wit my eyes on the world Ghettos and jail cells gave me stories to tell Body swells from the evil smells that I inhale Evil set
generalno tell your baqua where's the hydro if the chocolito make my eyes low BC a tomb bab with me and my man trying to double our ends with the el
your killers, you better go get your gangstas Better go get your hustlers, better go get your riders Better go get your motherfuckers that'll handle that biz Kill
me Real killers gon' die with me Real soldiers gon' ride with me Real killers gon' die with me Look into these eyes of these thug niggas Ex-drug dealers
eyes Trapped in time, I cannot leave you I'm just a prisoner of your eyes As each day goes by I've given up completely I've locked myself inside your heart
me wrong Paul, Juicy, Pat, La Chat Be strapped wit' them pumps Now how you figure when you fuck up that we gone let you live We kill your ass then set
got to change things how many times have you seen the sun set how many times has your ass been in debt how many times have you bumped our cassete? how
peace Rays of love for you and me Angel, are there eyes that see everywhere All the tears and pain we share? Yes, said the angel, there's a heart who