I swear Dirty dozen we gunna kill all ya [Reapeat x 2] [Bizarre] 10 seconds kiss you ass good riddance Tell them niggas i wasnt bull shittin We could fight
say where did it go to? (where did it go) [Shaggy] Once again its last curtain call no need to fight it (no need to fight it) The scripture of the brother
Shit, this shit right here...is for the thugs in the streetdo y'all here me? Shit, and this shit right here...will get you mugged in the street Beanie
Ali was the second son of a second son Grew up in Gaza throwing bottles and rocks when the tanks would come Ain?t nothin? else to do around here just
the woman a life was conceived From the beginning the world was misled As a baby was born in a monastery bed The miracle happening here on this Earth Was
life was conceived From the beginning the world was misled As a baby was born in a monastery bed The miracle happening here on this Earth Was perceived
the ghetto They trappin' him off within then Look at the fonky red'ead Done flipped them all as dead Paint wet, now I'm set Fight the shit, watch it
so long ago at last was riding here Next day the dark eyed stranger came and called me to the yard I'd picked up my rusty gun my blood was pounding hard
song right here, The Bluegrass Widow. Quite possibly the worst bluegrass song ever written. I did this in tribute to the Front Porch Boys, which was a bluegrass band I was
of the message kids. I expect you'll have turned down"Gone with the Wind." SHELDRAKE No, that was me. ENSEMBLE Gotta run. BETTY And I guess I was
I was intensely weary, footsore, hungry and thirsty. Why was I wandering alone in this city of the dead? Why was I alive, when London was lying in state
, go there for our holidays. Nothing can stop men like us. I've made a start already. Come on down here and have a look. JOURNALIST: In the cellar was
right here 'The Bluegrass Widow' Quite possibly the worst bluegrass song ever written I did this in tribute to the Front Porch Boys Which was a bluegrass band, I was
Ali was the second son of a second son Grew up in Gaza throwin' bottles And rocks when the tanks would come Ain't nothin' else to do around Here just
damn town to get killed It's all about the game and nothin' else You come out here, you better watch yourself 'Cuz you can wear what you want, even blue or red