Lyrics:
for the gain
But I see the frightened priest is in
A fetal state again
He wants absolution
From all that's done and been
Jesse James was here last
exemplified by such figures
As James Baldwin, Malcolm X
And Muhammad Ali but the racism
Of the times constricted
Their ability to give full
Rein to this spirit
Respected by all, feared by none
Hon' you stuntin' with a hall
Get involved with me, instantly you become bonded
Then eventually you'll get taught to shoot my
Polaris was forged
Before the world was at war
For some Norwegians, their guests, and cooks
But this name that she bore
When she first left the shore
hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
the halls in the hood
To the halls of fame
I got that East coast flavor
And that West coast game
I jam with jackal and Jesse James
You gotta call me the king
taken just by going outside
(James Lee Alexander, Pamela Turner, Sean Bell, Bobby Russ, Torrey Robinson)
You know we can not run away no there's nowhere
Words by Rebecca St. James & Bill Deaton
Music by Blair Masters
You can have the money, wheel it, deel it, win it all
You can have a lot of fashion,
bust back
Unless I need, this world is greed, I lead by example with ample
Education, my lyricism is here to imprison your vision
The fallacy society
When twilight cloaks the world
Clad for battle they approach
In stealth they lurk and wait
To gain the master's golden hoard
The craftsman comes home
days
One hundred thirty-six I have known
He is left this world for kinder place
He is left his body home
His mother takes it day by day
His father dare
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
Nor have We been
Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our Brittish brethren
We have warned them
From time to time of attempts by their
on cass-ette
Time-time snare had bass and cymbal
Like that of a cat on the mic I'm nimble
Ba-sic patterns, groups and chains
Sequence, frequn-cies, add gain
on cass-ette
Time-time snare had bass and cymbal
Like that of a cat on the mic I'm nimble
Ba-sic patterns, groups and chains
Sequence, frequn-cies, add gain
Wait, hold up, chill, what's that, son?
Damn nigga got fucked, shit, huh
By his back, watch nigga run
Seven the center of your eight point Sun
able to fly through this world, doing what you love to do but because of a court order your son before the age of 1 has to fly twice a month and maybe by
and make blood nickels
Fuck it fuck it fuck it all
Set fire to the nearest town hall
Delete the whole system total uninstall
I won't abide by your fucking
and my cousin
Stephen Malon Theo Krystal and Ariel
Seeds of Tubman
No lavish celebrations we celebrated at James town
And where you got yo 1st twerk
Nigga
Today I decided to get out the bed and go look at dead all around me and pray
All of the lies conspired to thrive, in the halls of my mind, put them
goodbye back then
CHORUS:
But if it snows
Then baby I lied
I'd rather be wrapped up in blankets by the fire
Watching the world slowly turn white
Black Change Featuring J. Rob, VERB & Shelley Carrol
Written by Bobby Ray Sparks II, James Robinson and Shonna Blumenberg
BOBBY SPARKS MUSIC (BMI),
When this bait bully, PC James Kiddie
Enters the scene
Decides it's battering time
Drags Miss Reed by the hair
Gives her a smack in the eye
A few times
as the portal-warding lion-whelp,
And peacock-yewtree of the lonely Hall,
Whose Friday fare was Enoch's ministering.
Then came a change, as all things human change.
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