me and I watched it burn apart The peices fell down and drowned inside my heart The remains still surface every now and then But I just push it down
: (feat. 2pac) Man we gotta go get something to eat man I'm hungry as a motherfucker Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son? 50, calm down
: [Akon] Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin [Biggie] I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell People
my Ex, she back into the coke again making me regret that I'm the one who went and broke it in. you're wounded, I feel like the salt you're in. I hate the culture
for the black culture, Spanish chicks with the sweet chocha Spanish cats with the ki's of cocoa All the haters eat a dick they wanna see you brok-er
cigars Motioning maids to bring me toast and eggs Kosher, ice chokers and wolves to smoke ya my wisdom culture lives in ultra madness devoted coach bag bitch broke
's vision Words of wisdom, niggaz pay me intuition To listen, to murder paragraphs for ? Man plant seeds that brings forth multiple breeds To many cultures and one planet to broke
Spot you with the bricks and the baking sodas Me and my soldier, we taking over, taking payola From all these stations and record labels, they killing culture
represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow It be goin down, diggy diggy down diggy down down Verse Two: Redman While the
: Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every
you picket signs but forgot to bring the gospel? Is the church's goal to stop homosexuals? No! It's to bring good news to dead souls. Our culture can't be whole with broken
me back to these cryptic walls, to this desert place and this strange reality, it calls me from a nameless time. [The Expedition] I broke up to find
Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gunplay I mastered No coke, dope mixed down with acid on record Broken down
, they go broke findin out Smack ya mojo, caught a half of 'oh no' Magical vocals, get it down like coastals? Underground nigga that spoke truth and broke
Good times, sickness and health Broke ass, and richness, baby we made it work Yes sir, yo I reminisce over this chick colder than a soda Princess a soldier raised in Islamic culture
than your blackest stallion Hit your house'n projects, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow It be goin' down, diggy diggy down diggy down down
make the coldest Spot you with the bricks and the baking sodas Me and my soldier, we taking over, taking payola From all these stations and record labels, they killing culture