priest] A full moon glows, light reflects off of my gold Seven men with shields of david on top of they post Soft wind blows, breath through my silk blue
to squeal so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggas like this have never been equal I dont project my insecurities
betraying Christ You murdered and stole his religion, and painting him white Translated in psychologically tainted philosophy Conservative political right wing, ideology Glued together sloppily, the blasphemy of a nation Got my
the strength of ten men all angeled up Pcp, scared one droppin' big tank trucks I'm pumpin' iron at the wake, getting all swolled up Rip off my shirt,
buildin's horizontal Within the confines of 33 lines and a margin mentally squabbin' See, every time my lips part it's a million man march And my heart
ancestors are with you, and will lead you. Never let your mental conquer me (Chorus) Never love my enemy You could never take my history You could never block my
are with you, and will lead you. Never let your mental conquer me (Chorus) Never love my enemy You could never take my history You could never block my
ghetto thang Chorus I walk in the ghetto rain, my ghetto ? ? ? gone insane I need the ghetto bang, so I cop me some nightrain I'm down with my ghetto crime, I'm doin my
to squeal so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I dont project my insurecurity'
we must, in beds of rust Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams & muzak, AM, rocks their dreams No black men's pride to hoist the beams While mocking angels
a barren and desperate mistake I'll only get flowers down in my grave Pour down the sadness That only few people can taste Livia - ahh Sleep like an angel
's baby Anybody outcast the E I'm doin him Try my best to ruin dem and outright screwin em From Boyz II Men, turn men to boys From child to kids for whatever
my phone Telling me she's feeling freaky, her body's in need of me Hoppin' in on my 4's, grabbing my chopped and screwed CD And my gray T A P E, y'all
my phone Telling me she's feeling freaky, her body's in need of me Hopping in on my 4's, grabbing my Chopped and screwed c.d., and my grey T-A-P-E Y'
and the mainstream nigga I'ma do like Boo-Boo... Diss niggaz right when they fucking album come out... and kill 'em! Hear the breakdown, Time to separate the men
Niggaz be fakin, pullin they guns out they holsters Keep my shit right by my dick like I'm supposed to New starang, I been this way ever since eshkoshkah Since my
you, made me wait too I made you my suede boo, main chick, wifey and Angel put ten Karrots on your wrist, five on your ankle my whole angle, allow you in my
Here was a music That truly inspired. [LADIES] Dancers required him. [MEN] Club owners hired him. [ALL] the strivers of Harlem Respected and admired him [SOLO MAN #4
