be the era where the people truth seek Small pebble, some small stone No place to call you own- Walk out to the dock just to watch a wave roll Soul
II Society I roll through the drive thru like Kane Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datin's too See my boys down the ride crack patience too Bricks, walk
menace ii society I roll through the drive thru like kane Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datins too See my boys down the ride crack patience too Bricks, walk
funk shit blunt shit while I make you bang it out your trunk [Verse 1 - DMX] You cats, talk slick but walk quick when the dog hit The dog hits coming
singing truth in rhyme (Come on) If I was a rolling stone I'd roll until I'm through (Come on) And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you (Dirt dog
below Await another time and space. There must come some time To walk through the night line. Hands tight: heads high. These are the dog-ear years.
Deep landscapes below Another time and space There must come some time To walk through the night line Hands tight, heads high These are the dog-ear
Double dare, roll those dice Raise the stakes, live or die You can have your pound of flesh If the price is right Into the unknown Everyone must walk
I'm broke, only got coinage to show Puttin' off walking home on my own to my throne Two empty takeaways, ashtrays and remains of the day, stoned Pick
disagree with me watch out for my hollows Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon Quick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin' You wanna roll
with me watch out for my hollows Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon Ouick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin You wanna roll
and shows Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's 20 minutes, 20 minutes Holla at me 'causez 20 minutes Roll, roll, roll your dubs Eastside I-T-C Roll
Promisin' ecstasy You were so blind Look out 'Cos now the dog's inside you The Junkyard Dog speaks for you Ain't no master of the Junkyard Dog How
stroll through my life like a Jim Hensen labrinth, walk with me. (chorus) (Eso) Ayo i'm fresh out of the woodworks carving a masterpiece painting a paradise of audio archery the paper plane architect stoned
't more, hollering out my roll dog's name on tape Unless it's fuck you, and in front of it followed up by a K No more, hollering out my roll dog's name
their call, they fall slow When the riot starts feelin the boom, you better roll Riot...Starter Riot...Starter Riot...Starter Riot...Starter Come on [Sen Dog