right Now I'm hoping some one will care Living on the breath of a hope to be shared Trusting on the sums of our love, That some one will care, some one
Cause even God got a shit list [verse 2:] Beat downs anonymous I spit like a shiny silver nanabus(? ) Niggas fond of us We the kind that rush, those
(Fancy dreams) Comin' up 'cause we all on a money scheme (A money scheme) All my niggaz havin fancy dreams (Fancy dreams) Comin' up 'cause we all on a money scheme (A
could it take you To open up your eyes and turn the page Kindness is a treasure - and it's one towards me you've seldom shown So I'd say it for a good
justice they have fallen off Man's on crutches Being kicked like dogs It's a jugernaut It's a jugernaut It's a jugernaut Politician's makin' money all
Silver drums, rhythms that he hums Waltzing dogs that come when he calls Plans for one he keeps in a coffer What can I offer, I don't know Can I bring
rain See him grinning neath a twisted light I'll be back again See the people standing in a row See them nodding like a field of grain No one sees the
m number one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one One, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one I'm number one [Silkk the Shocker] I know
It's the dogs. H: I hate dogs A: You hate dogs? H: Oh how I wish (needy dogs) you could see (hungry dogs) The kind of life I've had (25,000 starving
think! Why do I feel I'm losin' my mind? I can't think! Could it be the ill beats and rhymes? I can't think! Even though I'm a one of a kind I can't
I seen a picture of you..." Picture that, I said "Nah I just got one of them faces Placed next to an expiration date that changes. I kind of look familiar
streets So here you have it, the brainiac [female voice] ice cube With the maniac [female voice] mack 10 Mack & cube: yay-y-yay! x2 Verse one Ice cube
hood, I hope he got an a-k He crossed tha line, nigga dropped a dime Then he ran to those white folks sayin' I tried I stunna one of a kind you muthafucka
renowned for tearin' it down Never have you heard a similar sound Like a drop off when shit pop off, feel a hot one Side scorching from a hot gun Niggas
dogs that run the streets And the families all with secrets to keep I lie awake and I hear the sounds The sirens' wail and the car alarms A call to
change a thing for me, not a thing Baby's lyin' in a cradle Universe is all within its reach Wearin' rags or mink and sable Needs a guidin' hand or it's out on the street
God got a shit list Yo it's beatdowns anonymous, I spits like a shiny silver nine'll bust Niggaz fine to bust, we the kind that rush Those that hold
I see things through a hallowed gaze, Well is it such a crime? When I ain't been to Brunswick for a long long time. There was a kind word you could get