hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike. His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand What it's like to be in society with a
with a peso in my hand Watchin' flies and children on the street And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile There's a little boy
I say goodbye to you And hope that maybe someday soon We will meet again up there For death is fair and friends are few Friends are few Friends are few Friends
, no wing niggaz around us dog If you ain't a motherfuckin friend of mine or friend of ours, you gotta go Niggaz is grimey man, it's D-Block for real
for more Held up in the intensive care ward Lyin on the floor I was gone for all those days But I was not all alone I made friends with a lot of people
[ VERSE 1: Mike G ] Remedies for house parties stayed simple and plain Little wine, little music, little Mary Jane Gotta keep the lights dim, so when
I find me a hydrant Pull out my wrench and turn on a happy face See some buckets I think there'll be a chase Water splashin, children laughin Hopin the
, give a hug, That's the reason to show love. With a beast stop crying, You can get on me to find it. Lend a hand, help a friend. What's the reason, Tell
one's guy wife Is such a pretty little brown thing That I'm liable to give her a poke or two Whaddaya think of that? Teacher, let me tell you a little
get along Okay children quiet down, quiet down Children I'd like to introduce Our new substitute teacher for the day His name is Mr. Shady Children
Her eyes reminded me of what I'd lost She had a young child cryin' in her arms I asked "Senora is there anything I can do ?" There's a bar in Tijuana
hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Little children everywhere When you see them I'll be there We
survive For eternity the source is alive You forgot the words of your creator And now he's made you a perpertrator Forever in a world of you and a girl A
and daddy say it's a shame It's a downright disgrace Long as I got you by my side I don't care what your people say Your friends tell you there's no
's livin' it up is a must A Benz is not needed to portray my wealth A Jaguar is not a symbol for a star But Nelson Mandela, is a fellow I consider to
don't know what it is with a devilish grin Foes and friend and bloody sin Don't know when it's gonna end Just like a puppet on a string he be controlin
to make a million Lord, knows ain't no love for us ghetto children, so we cold Rag top slowin' down, time to stop for gas Beep my horn for a hoochie
is were you'll spend the next seven years Staring and weakening chained to the wall Starin' at a roach hoping it will crawl Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine Yes my little friends