World Greatest Fear The Fear Of The African Black Mans Penis Is Phenis Slouer Beth Married Jesse Lee Proud Man He Was Mother He Was Light Like Ya Mama Black
The World Greatest Fear The Fear Of The African Black Mans Penis Is Phenis Slouer Beth Married Jesse Lee Proud Man He Was Mother He Was Light Like Ya Mama Black
the name but can't recall description I ain't did shit officer That bitch trippin Promise retaliation They plan busted No man to be trusted Everything corrupted once man
: (feat. Nas, Obie Trice) [2pac:] I see mothers in black cryin, brothers in packs dyin Plus everybody's high, too doped up to ask why Watchin our own
Nas? put the black wars on elegant floors The teachers got operations make em insecure Gypsy cabs I flag Donnas DC slam that ass take a detour Affiliates with my predominately black
keeps feeding us toxins Stop sleeping Start thinking Outside of the box and Unplug from The Matrix doctrine But watch what you say Fox 5 is watchin' [Verse 2: NaS] The Fear
: *Man laughing* [Verse 1: Nas] I had bad chicks that blow cum bubbles like bubblegum Plus they ass lick, summer house be sippin' rum Layin' lazy in
Chorus: R. Kelly] Street dreamer Oh mercy mercy me Ain't nothing I got for ya Situations gettin heavy Heavy, heavy Trying to be a gangster [Nas] The black
: [talking] Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh, yo, yo Life, they wonder, can they take me under? Nah, never that, nah, yo, yo I come from the housin tenement
-- the power, the glory Some of us have demons -- greed, and lust Some of us have demons -- lust, temptation [Nas] Now this is you, dressed in all black
Na-Nastradamus" "We-we-we came a long way" "ladies and gentlemen.." "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "Everybody watch him" "ladies and gentlemen.." "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus"*} [Nas
: [Nas] Yo ill will, ruff ryders what what, sraight like that You a killer or a hustler, dealer or customer Gangsta or buster, youngster or old nigga
: [Nas] See no evil.. fear no evil.. speak no evil.. hear no evil.. If you don't bring that shit around you You ain't got nuttin to worry about (uh-huh
his palm troubled him shakin Somebody stomped him out, his dome was achin He placed me on his waist, the moment I've been waitin My creation was for blacks to kill blacks
and there's no help here Killing cops shooting black kids the instill fear But we still here not afraid cracks is made stacks get made A "g" will get you gats sprayed At my man
