s part two to take a hit must I continue to bend you I don't give a fuck if your whole crew defends you. I got a crew to, but I don't need 'em to get
and its gone take more than just a Quiji board to bring your spirit back. You lead yourself into this confrentation elemination of your bodily creation now you just a patient. A
nigga a marble coffin Cos I ain't that nigga t' FUCK with I'm from the O so I blast often Motherfuckers wanna test my nuts and be like stuck Cos E-A-
take a little mo' time, love'll find you And show us the sky's blue somebody other than me gon' give you everything you need, feel me? {Don't cry-ahhhhh..} [2Pac + H.E.A
you sayin, (well, the sky's clear, my bike's here It's a beautiful day and your inside here That's quite weird (what?) Let's go for a bike ride before
' off fast Carry a concealed weapon incase I gotta blast In the broad daylight without a ski mask I see you on the other side I see you on the other side
it's hard being black If it ain't the other It's my own colour Tryin to work me Tryin to hurt me Ain't no L-O-V-E Please tell me why, Dear Homie [
a horizon from the top of holy mount Zion, holding a staff and turn into a python, Killah Priest, a living icon sitting in a form of a Pentagon, in the
Or will it give a fuck about what others say and get gone The alienators cause we different keep your hands to the sky Like Sounds of Blackness when I practice what a
a light sky So Much love I might cry Not! Nice Try I'm an evil seed and the day I sleep and the night fly G.A.Z.E. in my E.Y.E'Z and you might die I'm
: Friday night beneath the stars, in a field behind your yard, you and I are paintin' pictures in the sky. And sometimes we don't say a thing; just listen
I tell the truth! I'm the truth, and these other boys phoney, It's a movie so act like you know me... [Chorus - Ludacris] Im a resist till the death,
you know [R] (West side) [Verse One: Sauce Money] I spit solely for the guacemole Come through and make a rapper do a back flip rock a rolly and Reach
Chorus 2X: Saukrates] Have you ever been so proud in your life You livin on your own cloud in the sky Wanna take e'rybody wit'chu Forget one, lemme get
legend, a veteran in my profession No guessin it's Meth in this session, you smell this herbal essence Ain't nothin like a first impression Sky's the
again.. Soopaman Luva flyin through the fuckin sky I'm lookin for my mojo, I'm fried chinky-eyed My cape is still tore up, but I make a lil' money I'
falling it's broken, it's broken training to be a star, you know that you are... he writes books of poetry though he hasn't read any since he read e.e
dollar on some shitty ass job Imagine Biggie with his son Imagine Pac gettin' call pop 'bout one Imagine a mother struggling Dealing with a system that don't give a
