Disunified nations, dancing to one song Army in the street, giving the right beat No books just TV, no one who seems to see And everybody loks gray,
change Disunified nations, dancing to one song Army in the street, giving the right beat No books just TV, no one who seems to see And everybody loks gray
tight Too tough not to look Louy Vuitton shoes, gator cut pocket book Her smile lit up the room a Colgate grin I'm in the Spurs throwback with the old gray
diary entry's end Where I wrote You make me happy Oh, when skies are gray You make me happy Oh, when skies are gray and gray and gray Well the clock
goodbye Head for the coast and dont look down ill always be your part of town its just your time , its just your time head for the coast (head for the
: As the snow flies On a cold and gray chicago mornin A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto And his mama cries cause if theres one thing that
on burning my soul (burning my soul) (soul) Burning my soul (burning my soul) (soul) Burning my soul (burning my soul) (soul) Burning my soul (burning
track You drop the ball,i pick up the slack And you ask me why my hairs gray Twisting, turning Losing all sense of yearning Living and learning The pressure keeps on burning
: As the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing
Say a prayer for his wife and his children, Who burn the fires and who still till the earth. And when I search a faceless crowd, A swirling mass of gray
the gray cabinet But don't blame anybody for doing what's wrong You should evolve and move on just like your head to the song Cause see we're changing
guiding hand. Please...please give me strength to bear my scars. There's a poison in my brain. You kiss me on my head. Underneath this pale gray sky.
the salt of the earth Say a prayer for the common foot soldier Spare a thought for his back breaking work Say a prayer for his wife and his children Who burn
bounce it while Im stripping You aint gotta use your hands with it Dont have to worry daddy Ima good clean girl Wont leave you broken with burns bruise
we had to go Because you saw the red shadows Close your eyes and it wont go away You know the end is here today Say goodbye turn your head The time has
Youse a victim of me on inez street I shoot you in the head and let that ass decay You been laying in the street so long your brains is turning gray You
on your hottest block [Method Man] As the world turns, I spread like germs Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn It's my testament to those burned
