them again, ay!... Girl run away tha guy that wants to "vibe kill" it... She say a only tha "topper" youth and "dapper" youth she want (to) win it...
eager their writhing in blazing hellfire... whores of hades, bitches from hell with unspeakable lust they weave their spell whores of hades; no need to rape! willing
you got your bowl, shorty, nursin' a cheap forty Lordy was shootin' dice, point and you win a forty Six be a damn point, roll and you hit the joint Lookin' for blazing
As I blaze, can't help but think about my little nephew My young nigga, Joe Roc, and all of the little niggaz Walkin' the bloody trail, followin' the
and blaze another criminal down another criminal pays, if you see us in the shadows bad guys beware, Blazin' don't stop will arrest you there. [REPEAT CHORUS] [Freek] I am a man that will win
you find it hard Fi show another ghetto youth how fi survive That's why ah King Selassie I we'll praise Run go tell Pharaoh him city dey go blaze Me
incase you don't know how I rip Red head still, thorough bread streets West Phil Left field, came from that, huh, blaze the track My angels dust hot baby
see you wonderin' why you hear my name again Never the same again, yes we came to win again And if we fail again will love will conquer pain again Just
An open microphone can be dangerous Let's tune in on two of the greatest MC's out there Passion, the will to win, the spark within Passion, the strength
suicide Lyrically, you've seen him You know how strong he is Lyrically, you can't win Lyrically, you can't win Lyrically, you will lose Lyrically, I
Our Time Has Come White Warrior, I'm Coming Back To You. Time has Come 'cause we need somebody, someone who can show us the way. Change our blaze in
Don't try to come to preach Over us and over me We're children of decadence We're right, we're real We will fight, we'll win We're mothafucking dying
Sacred steel, the blazing sword, the swift two edged blade. At the hands of the LORD, will pierce the caverns of your soul. Bring's conviction, bleeds
Artist] The Kon Artist born liar Lie to your pops and moms Tell em Im a good kid Catholic raised Knowin i went to public school And sweared and got blazed
whispering sweetly Mi teach her each and everytime That she link me We haffi bun A five bills bag a stinky True she roots and culture She win me I even
stand We're the strong In another world we'll meet You'll be suffering one On the other side we'll fight With swords of steel In another world we'll win
them again, ay Girl, run away, tha guy that wants to 'Vibe kill' it Yo, she say a only tha 'topper' youth and 'Dapper' youth She want to win it, Fabolous
dice We can get this mackin' From P H I L L Y All the way to L B C, that be me The boy F R double the E play with mouths I will dot your I's, blaze your