Lyrics:
In the crowded lobby noise inside a Belvedere hotel, I was distracted by a fleeting thought or two
A stranger among strangers hiding wild degrees
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A literal translation by j. mark sugars 1997
Once I was a gentle maiden,
But now I am a spent, worn-out widow,
My consort strongly plowing
the young black and famous Rich like Matty
With the power and the knowledge at our fingertips
With a style make the ladies wanna lick they lips, shake they
That's all I'm saying though
Most of us came from that same situation, know what I'm saying
But that ain't never stop us though
Ay Black, you riding
ALL TRUE COLORS BLOOM WITHIN CHORUS; Don't
let the grays from your mind Judge colors of skin
It doesn't matter If your black,
white or tan
Oppressor we came to usurp you
Black, Black
Black, Black, Black, Black
Black, Black
Black, Black, Black, Black
Black, Black
Black, Black, Black
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
absolutely none of my peers.
Why are you here? Is this some voyeuristic bullshit?
See black man sing?
Or maybe, just maybe, you've been subjected to so many
featuring Raekwon
[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo. Yo. Yo. Yeah No doubt. No doubt.
That's my... 1997. That's my word.
That's my... that's
featuring Raekwon
[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo. Yo. Yo. Yeah No doubt. No doubt.
That's my... 1997. That's my word.
That's my... that's
and cars
And Jesus shuffled
And Jesus jittered
And he shook like a pole
And he jittered some more
By 1997, he'd reached his final year of college
But
Entwistle & Luongo Copyright 1997 Bitsa Talent Inc.
Walking down the highway
Nothing going my way
Shift into high by walking faster
He's a rebel
and weigh it
735s I drive fits ta match
When I past
Bitches ask who tha fuck was that
Girl thats Juvenile you don't know'em he on fire
17 inch momos black
grade popular
November 13, 1997
The beginning of my holiday away from Heaven
I'm a tall guy with dark brown hair and large eyes
Since I was little,
inch momos black magic on his tires
Crushed out stoned, plushed out homes, cellular phones
And concerts in the Superdome
Now I can pump my Beamer
by my side?
Would I write sad songs, and call pain daily?
How different would I be if you had raised me?
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
1997, you called my home
motherfuckers in 1997
Hah, When Disaster Strikes, When Disaster Strikes
Take a look and sit on the sidelines and bear witness
Hah!
On and on, return from
motherfuckers in 1997
Hah, When Disaster Strikes, When Disaster Strikes
Take a look and sit on the sidelines and bear witness
Hah!
On and on, return from
October 7th
1997
Daphne and Chad birthed a legend and that's all facts
I gotta thank the family first cause they built the kid up
To keep going
plan
Made us in his own image, molded us like dolls
And orchestrated the great fall
Omniscient, call him by his name, beg and he'll listen
Adam, Eve,
Black by Blessed boy
Vibing with the Blessed boy
How they hate me being black
Black black black black
How they hate me being black
Black black
head get it back to me
Big poppa gave lessons free
Get it get it back to me
It was 1997 when I came back from heaven
Blur in my eyes recognizing u uneven
Now I can be the change that I wanna see
Surrounded by killings and violence
In my city
I know one day
They gone notice me
So I just move
the events, 2pac
Now he’s notorious, you all know that Biggie had entendres
His lyrics were B.I.G., Los Angeles, California
March 9th, 1997, Wilshire, Boulevard
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