When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams She ran away from the shack and left them to roam Father and mother, both asked one another What made her run
to act now Keep toast by the waist now Got a block full of crack now Still got to hold the hood down Little chickens want to run around dig dig down
them body (man) me want it fi boil With swet a run them back like a engine oil With the lyrics them a fire like any missile Pablo ranks around the mic
Budden) Them wolves is out nigga (Ransom) Ain?t nobody tryna rap or play me I?ll be at they crib wit a couple hammers and a black OAV Black gon pay
are being hypnotized by people like this: newsreaders, politicians, teachers, lecturers. We are in a country and in a world that is being run by unbelievably
They talk about it, we all about it They making plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain You heard about it cause she running
From the courtyard I floated in And watched it go down Heard the cup drop Thought, "Well, that's why they keep them around" The blackguard sat hard, down
(feat. Phonte, Dice Raw) Everything's changing around me and I want to change too It's one thing I know It ain't cool being no fool I feel different
body (man) me want it fi boil With swet a run them back like a engine oil With the lyrics them a fire like any missile Pablo Ranks around the mic as your
like "I lost my man" Take it to heart it's about to get dark so run that All that shit niggaz talking been there done that What black think it's an act
in the hay day Similiar to Good Times, I guess that I was Jay Jay A skinny nigga, young girls with penny figures So many niggaz, stacked upon each other It's the black
III. War Inside My Head] Napalm showers Showed the cowards We weren't there to mess around Through heat exhaustion And mind distortion A military victory mounted
into Spencer on time." Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman, "Shovel on a little more coal. "And when we cross that White Oak mountain
to jump and run; You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road. He got the voices speak in riddles, he got the eye as black as coal, He
, I know the feds watch me But my vest clashes hard with the Versace So I'm just rollin in the black five hun' I used to lowride, now it's just for fun
his soul The rock king is so bold when he rocks and roll A black hat is my crown, symbolizin the sound Signifyin, we won't play around; BUST IT! [Run
edge of the black rocky mountain And they drank mountain dew and they lived on the food That they grew at the side of the mountain She's a mountain woman
my cousin's house it seemed indeed black." [Brother J] What is.. we are.. Dum-diddy-dum to the God's new drum Devils run, here comes the sun Brothers