. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black out before
Breeding stool pigeons, I can't take it Breeding stool pigeons, I can't take it I saw two gunmen. I saw them who had weapons, black masks, black trenchcoats
Vanishing Breed, the Holy Throne Presidents of United States are now Clones The Zones of the Virus! The eye of Cyrus! The last waltz of the tyrants- The
make us even [x7] [Verse One: Fredro Starr] FUCK PEACE I want justice I'ma nigga with a gun and the right, mind to bust this Fuck this - I'm mad at
of Mass Destruction That we call our President, for the present And Mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard Mr. President, Mr
tom brokaw, Hm what a pity, the hope on a politicians tongue never ever trickles down to the city Yeah, so if a nigga put a presidents mask on and run
names motherfuckers disrespecting my country and my people I wish ya'll would get yo fuck ass out of my face Free at last my ass Mr. President you ain
my father's eye. To him, my brother could do no wrong and I became The Invisible Boy, the proverbial 'black sheep' and I soon figured out that red and black
CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black out before
Weapon of Mass Destruction That we call our President, for the present And Mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard Mr. President