is weak Tried to shut me up I just want away Keep me quiet While I'm away Shut me up The only way To keep me quiet I can be killed I can be killed Come
Перевод: Big Black. Я может быть убит.
(Don't leave me!) I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me I squeezed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my 38
You know me, black on black bentley, big ol' black nine I'll clap your monkey ass, get black on black crime Big ol' chrome rims, clean you know why I
Bleach your ass blonde and black your color back to bronze On Happy Days I be the coolest nigga like The Fonz So spectacular how I touch souls from
to your back Verse Two: Redman Who the fuck I be I, you cannot see I Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I. Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the
crew blunts and brew for the hip-hop school. Girls got my picture posters, pin-ups. Wanna skin up (big up, big up). It’s a race against the clock, and I can
up wayne Just cause I say they name don't mean I'm insane Cause I'm shoutin out all the artists that make me step up my game If I say I'm better than
Even though millions'll follow just like Ghandi I'm Malcolm, shit I bring it out 'em Body on Broadway, now nobody can doubt him Must I be a backpacker or Black
it gotta be black Plus yo ass too flat I need a butt big enough that can clap Rat-a-tat-tat You can't get mine ho I'd rather phuck an albino Atleast
the stoplight I'm lookin in my mirror so I can see who can see me South Central is puttin Ice Cube to the test With four brothas in the SS I can't go
: Up early in the morning, dressed in black Don’t ask why? ’cause I’m down in a suit and tie They killed a homie that I went to school with(damn!) I
with one another? How sick can you be? (Enemy) Verse One: Where you gonna go when the brothers wanna bust a shot where you gonna go when I wanna kill
family can have peace and tranquility. Enjoy the refinement.." "hey bone, hey nigga where you at though? " "hello, my name is elaine -- And I’ll be your
A.M. than most niggers to their whole life time." I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming. Verse one: I wanna kill him, 'cause he tried to play
up the chiffarobe No respect and didn’t know it And I’m havin’ more babies than I really can afford In jail ’cause I can’t pay the mother Held back in
the wind and I know white men can't dunk Now I'm stealin blunts And it came from Betty Crocker, overweight and blacker Don't fuck with the black-owned
suspicious (what) I bust tha three-six until tha damn drum bust (what) I hit tha hood, (I hit tha hood) be up in all black, (be in all black) numb-nut
