offer the jaw sinker The hell fighter, the revelation writer the Egyptian spirit inviter the black body bag tire The money stasher, the shit crapper the a-k-a
it is the man in me that keeps me thinking that no bodys understanding me [Chorus x4] [Smoothe Da Hustler] What makes a man a strong man What makes a woman a
, class A burglary, ya heard of me The massaca, movin after ya, the faster ya ***RUN!!!*** The harder I'ma pull a trigga to Casper ya Niggas know the
you feel alive? (Imagine, imagine) The sun is set in the night time sky The stars they cast a glow upon my eyes The earth itself a burning ball of light
And creativity burst out in all directions From the color of the faces in Sunday songs To the hatred they raised all the youngsters on Once upon a time
yo black, it's yo' life Once upon a time called now we start this A chosen one came forth from the darkness To lead the lost for the cost of a beat tape
time to make a trip to johannesburg I don't care -- what the word is about Cause my history has to spout From all over the land while I eat some trout Cause america
Once Upon A Time In America's muse You based on us, you fiction Ya eight's don't bust, you a constant contradiction Ladies please use contraception Conception's at a
don't corrupt our minds... These rappers kill and thief... A lot of times it's only make believe... [Chuck D] Once upon a time, not long ago A rapper
While across the borderline We die Can you hear me? wake up! Where's the voice of america? I know that we knew right from wrong once upon a time Everything
to myself Goodnight America And I?m driving into Houston on a rain slicked Texas road Land so flat and sky so dark I say a prayer to float Should all at once
crib, take my car But I'm keepin' my seat at the corner bar Once upon a time in America The politicians went and fell outta love There was a raping
's in my home lookin' in my window Once upon a time in the projects, yo There lived a nigga named Knoc-Turn'al America's most wanted, for sho' In a black
by me, it leaves no aftertaste Tomorrow is a daydream, the future's never true Am I just a fading fire or a breeze passing through? Hello my Country, I once
re 90% metaphor with a leanness of meaning approaching hyper-distillation and once upon a time we were moonshine rushing down the throat of a giraffe
's that) Who's that rapping at my chamber door? Mr. Raven (Mister) All up in my grill like nevermore Kick it once upon a midnight dreary While I kicked
) rapping? Who's that rapping at my chamber door? Mr. (mister) Raven! All up in my grill like, "Nevermore." Kick it! Once upon a midnight dreary, while
who's that rapping? Who's that rapping at my chamber door? Mr., Mr. Raven All up in my grill like, "Nevermore" Kick it, once upon a midnight dreary While