only a matter of time, only a matter of time, Before I turn it. Only a matter of time, over to you, over to you, over to you, over to you I'm a soldier
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I turn it Over to you girl over to you babe over to you ooh over to you Over and over I'm gonna turn it to you hey turn it over ooh yeah yeah I'm all
You done busting your fist against a stone wall Your not using your brain That's what the white man wants you to do Look at cha What makes you ashamed
riot) (Praying for a riot) She walked outside, Among the men, Finding me, Your last, Ten million miles, Her way was close, To her inside, Can't you
the moment of truth It comes in the air It's always the same it's so insane You cover your eyes you fall inside before it begins it's over Crash Crash
it's all alright But they've left him on his own, on his own But baby stop calling Over and over yeah And give me some funny cigarettes And do what they told you
they live in the sins of yesterday We don't need them [x2] Light a fire There'll be water Like a jury Needs a liar Like a riot Turning over Like a madman
raw -- you can watch me wreck (huh) for the entire nine seasons Cold-blooded flow that got you motherfuckers freezin You (you) must (must) find (find
Killin' all these rappers, you would swear I had a hitlist Everyone who doubted me is askin' for forgiveness If you ain't been a part of it, at least you
in this (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch) Start a riot in this (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch) Start a riot in this (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch) Start a riot
in the DMZ Times up, let's go, all that we know Release tension, you're my hero After dark, terror in the town high street And I know you can't stop
of nothing [Chrous:] Shhh... Be quiet Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot Shhh... Be quiet Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot Let's
willow Why'd I treat you so bad I should of known one day that you'd be gone You should of known one day that I'd be gone You should of known one day
just don't know C-B he gotta gun, and I'm bout to explode Keep talking that shit, like you standin ten toe You don't know me nigga, you don't know me
And the speckled trouts stop leaping upstream as we dream A far pink cloud hangs over a hill Unfolding like a rose If you hold my hand and sit real still You
of the reasons why George Clinton sees the mother ship how high it make you get fucked up? throw it up, guts or do it have you stuck wit soft dick
