the man in black, lackeys to the lord of lies Beware of the man in black Beware of the man in black Beware of the man in black Beware of the man in black
the fall of man In the 7th month of the year 1999 an ancient god of wrath will return bringing fire, water, death and destruction. That is the day when man
arm around my waist I was like man Gentle with the touch I ain't fuss still a strong hand I ain't know if I should lust or play it like a man True
's dollar party, getting into shit And late nights, shoulda been in bed Instead, I was running 'round with them downtown lemonheads A little man, hanging
: (feat. Method Man, Streetlife) [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, assorted flavor Clarks No doubt The beer champ Yeah, curly head kid Yo, yo, yo From
: (feat. Street, Method Man) [Verse One: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, assorted flavor Clarks No doubt The beer champ Yeah, curly head kid Yo, yo, yo From
the man's up Riot like it's 2000 G I'm grabbing the mic splitting the crowd like Moses split the Red Sea Vigilante know who the man be Microphone assassin
never left the ghetto It's a damn shame, knowing it's a man's game Shorty thinks it's time to make ya plans change All that running round trying to chase
its ghetto pain when a one time raise sometimes the young is slain To the kids in the p.j.'s black babies brought up in this world where it's wild and
YOU STAND THE HEAT!!!??) I need a break beat! (OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!!! TO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!) Yo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild
: [Kaufmann, Dirkschneider] When I Was A Child The Whole World Looked So Wild Oh Oh ? So Wild Then I Was A Boy And Discovered New Toys Oh Oh ? The Joy
we die Our land Come and face us, yellow hair See our feathered pride See how the red man stands See how we die Painted faces, battlecries Watch out, white man
make me strong, if I sleep with a women cause she likes my song, and is it true that I'm not a real black man, if I fall in love with somebody who needs
I got this" Long armor, construction's on, I'm pro-drama Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas
block that stays hot Leave it up to me while I be living proof To kick the truth to the young black youth But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin
STAND THE HEAT!!!??) I need a break beat! (OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!!! TO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!) Yo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild
im gonna flip this script and own it,own it To all the haters, i made it and i'll be balling yeah i'll be balling , balling Yeah im the mother fucking man
An they know when it?s time To handle business nigga lay low Presentin' more urban tales of crack sales An black mail, an black males, peelin' black
