leave be afraid to the same streets that raised you can aid you What other black births came suit The rage up in Harlem and the south side Brothers
I'm trapped Can't you see I'm so confused I can't get out [Verse 2] Now your wondering lost in a jungle You came in hyped up but now your humble Bringing
t even bow You ain't humble, you mumble jumble Your tower of so-called power'll crumble You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's heart I
Heavenly Father Creator of all things I humble myself As I bow to Your throne Heavenly Father Before I sleep I pray to the Lord my soul to keep And if
Cause down in New York they saying Once again, back is the incredible Damn right (The incredible, the incredible) Dope man, dope man, I got that coke man Brother
. Blued up or flame, I ran wit a gang I helped niggaz get jacked for they Dana Dane's My pants hang below my waistline I look humble wanna rumble? I
As i viddi past my years When all the droogs we're go There was me your humble narrator The others decorate the show [Pre-chorus:] Now i'm haunted by
. B.K. Blued up or flame, I ran wit a gang I helped niggaz get, jacked for they Dana Dane's My pants hang below my waistline I look humble wanna rumble
stir into existance? Rhythm section hits it and upholds it with persistanceyou start to see the colours Filling in with intricate splashes by all the brothers
Pass me not, O gentle Savior, Hear my humble cry; While on others Thou are calling, Do not pass me by. Savior, Savior, hear my humble cry While on others
I cannot live my life Loving my brother Then how can I love the One Who lived His life for me? Oh, sent to earth from Heaven Humble Servant, Holy King
independent son, always on the run No time to listen to the Father He stood alone to face the gale, so afraid to fail Afraid to listen to a brother
, real muthafuckin' gangstas All the way from New York to muthafuckin' Cleveland Terror Squad, muthafuckas [Flesh] I'm (comin') to get ya, comin' to serve a brother
Bizzy Bone] Let nothin break your loyalty cause loyalty be royalty Gather up your people we be congregatin, toiling Soiling, diggin deeper watchin the speaker Righteousness, tender hearted temperature boiling Humble
Bizzy: hey its the martin n malcom in the vibe and in the Q we ebony ivory brothers the others the indian gentleman n business executives swing on a
that way There's a monkey riding on my back, been there for some time He says he knows me very well but he's no friend of mine I am not a humble pilgrim
then the god's a she I can feel an angel sliding up to me One town is very like another When you head's down over your pieces brother Tea girls warm
dont know what he says here) my spirit seekin brother hope that they will see all our lifes will crumble(not too sure) the eagles will be humble canyons