hear that voice The one that paralyzes you from head down, boy When you're aware of your surroundings, yet you still can't move Water shootin' outta your eyes you
through you For you, by you, the science of FUBU, ill creation I?m still laying for that day I wake up Out of this dream, see you kinetically move, a
sunshine, ain't no sunshine Ain't no sunshine, ain't no sunshine Ain't no sunshine, anytime, hey Ain't no sunshine, ain't no sunshine Ain't no sunshine
forehead, I'm anxious and nervous These streets'll eat you if you let 'em, cop'll beat you You pumpin' Diesel then them jack boys'll beat you I try and listen
nigga know He need his nine, 'cause times, they ain't what they used to be Ain't a penitentiary built big enough for me And my niggaz on the streets, man listen 'Cause these ain't the old
on a red bus and go anywhere See all the sights and not pay the fare Summer in London Chip on your shoulder, chips in your mouth Can you see the old
? krunk So if you watch your ship sunkin Fuck you with the drunken Than come a little closer Let me head you somethin I bomb with a wig blowin up your
example; I got a letter not long ago From man that worked in a factory The factory had been forced to close down And sadly the young man had lost his
a letter not long ago From man that worked in a factory The factory had been forced to close down And sadly the young man had lost his job He'd been
In a quick flash, make them bitches hit the floor fast Drop top in the other seat, I got plenty cash Always first class, bitch I was made to last You a old
I saw him do to you What I saw him do to you, listen So when tomorrow comes and I walk outside that door Try to understand the strain But if you smile
old story Where there's blood there's definite glory Oliver boy, someone stands there Oliver boy, just to count the guns, yeah Oliver boy, you're dead but listen You
Chorus I love you momma, I love you momma Verse 1 Wish I could holla at you physically Listen ma picture me shitting, came far from chopping crack in
you You done did too much dirt to try and make it to heaven Nigga, is you down for this 1 8 7 When you reach the pearly gates, how you gon' explain? You
you You done did too much dirt to try and make it to heaven Nigga is you down for this 1-8-7 When you reach the pearly gates How you gon explain You gonna
, freak y'all And you don't, don't stop Keep on y'all And you don't, don't stop Freak, freak y'all And you don't, don't stop Keep on y'all And you don
sure you bow down to the king Brand nubian style is how we do our thing So if you feel good, real good Scream it out loud if you black and you proud
what a sap I was [Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been