the Knicks with the best of the Lakers We the creators, never the imitators of the slave traders All y'all niggas is just cartoons put to music like Fantasia
2]) hey P-Square See I?m a true born African king You are a true born African queen My mama born the rude boy African singer So na who born this African
given If I could I would dissolve (would dissolve, would dissolve) [Chorus] [Outro:] Just trust me, please just trust me I'm doing all of this music
Um, music's playing. Um, I'm approaching the car now, um, let me turn down the music. Um, I'm gonna go ahead and pop the trunk. There's an African-American
The Way My People Act Mother Fucker But I Do Spit My People Dont Be So Fuck'n Reclusive Get Off Of Your Lazy Ass Like You Know Something About Music
Club: x4] There's no beginning and there is no end [Brother J:] Once again, the illogical one Bring your mind state to dark side of the sun Music for
West, Mr. Choc This is how we do it, I got y'all back, y'all got mine Let's do this- no more music motherfuckers [laughing] [Zap Mama- Chorus] Yelling
Wat you want from me? I got pistols for da haters, Ya fam will be in black like the playin' for da Raiders, And ya music isn't favored, and DJ's they
and round the world we keep on bringing the vibes around the world we open up the peoples eyes around the world step ina the gideon true di carribean asians and Africans
locked up in this basement staring eye to eye with Satan In this cold dark world with no patience We get plotted on by agents with talks of replacing The Africans
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me now." --- Instrumental break --- (I rebel music) (I rebel music) (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (open country) (oh-oh-oh) --- (Do do do!) I (rebel music) - yeah, I'm tellin' you! - (I) I rebel music (rebel music
could convey how I'm feeling And you could find interest First off congratulations on the win It's time for some change to commence I gotta question for you man , From an African
was black as night The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes His path was marked by the stars In the Southern hemisphere And he walked his days under African
work hard at it) I'll be where I wanna be (I'll be where I wanna be) Save the music y'all, save the music y'all Save the music y'all, save the music y'all Save the music
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby It's deeper than the rap Doin' a 150 miles and runnin' Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin
While I'm locked up in this basement starin' eye to eye with Satan In this cold dark world with no patience We get plotted on by agents with talks of replacin' The Africans
Only Jews that we got was advice From the brothers that been through it But I can ask my mother she?s been through it Back home in Africa where the