: Well I?ve got a secret, I cannot say A modern movement to give it away You?ve got somethin that I understand Hold it in tightly, call on command Leap
pull the hammer back Strike wit' a cannon and blow your muthaf**kin' back out They blast but I'm still standin' Slightly scarred deep Questions for the lord, why he don't like me, guard
lovin', Honey, why are you so hard? Like a poor fool in his prime, Yes, I know you can hear me walk, But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime
without a sound And they took up with a man whose business was the boulevard Whose smile was fixed in a face that was never off guard In the pipes 'neath
confuse it I confuse it, critics b hatin Best album yet but give me the same ratin Im waitin top of rap rushmore Etched in stone runt top puns war
: I don't need to be anything other Than a specialist's son I don't need to be anything other Than a prison guard's son I don't wanna be anything other
a little plan that he?s totally mastered Sees his target, checks she?s on the market And slips a diamond ring into her glass as she guards it
like some fucking whiskey [Chorus: Solomon Childs] BOY! Gut him like a pig in the dark Or auction off ya bitch body parts BOY! Poison a guard dog, disarm
His angels He's given a command, To guard you in all of your ways, Upon their hands they will bear you up, Lest you dash your foot against a stone
pay And when I left town all the streets ran red I had ten grand in gold, and three guards lay dead [Chorus] I was a bad man with a heart made of stone
But we're better off for all that we let in Lost friends and loved ones much too young So much promises and work left undone When all that guards us
t run away, baby it's only life, don't lose your faith,don't run away, it's only life. you were always playing hard, never could let down your guard,
: (Dave Guard/Gretchen Guard) I met a nice old man today, oh, yes, oh, and he sure had a lot to say, a good long time ago. I've led a soldier's occupation
the criminals were gone The gate was left wide open And a buck and fawn Were eating grass in the courtyard When the warden walked in And took a rifle from the prison guard
How can I shine Being broke and bag a dope bitch Powerful minds we brave men I blow smoke and keep sayin [Nas] I'ma prison cell six by nine Livin hell stone
the Task Force flipped Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston Once they caught us off guard
and the arms that we never can match It is easy to sit here and swat 'em like flies But the national guard will be harder to catch. We need a sign To