Lyrics:
that'll throw
You in the ground
With that blocka blocka b-blocka
B-blocka blocka blaow!
From The Dirt be the commission
We ain't askin' for permission
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
to lose my head, say what?
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
back, tracing my memories
I guess I thought that somehow it would better me
That's when I realized, I never liked being touched
By my friends or by guys,
shows for real
You finna be one wealthy muthafucka in the future, I swear
And I mean in all aspects of life
Never change who you are bro for real
That's
for the Bloods
The whites for the cops, and the stars come from the clubs
Or the slugs that ignites, through the night, by the dawn
Early light,
lazy nerd raps cuz we hoped that they'd sell
Paint-by-numbers nostalgia from authentic ish voices
Convinced ourselves we were giving voices
betterment that lead to more evidence it would be a sedative for the enemies and even relatives/ but so what / I solve the crime and toss out the cigarette
good
I'm off from token more like Masta Goden
I'm iceberg slim, cause I'm cool like that
I'm gee like that, a girl-handed gat
It ain't no thang for me
was rapping for like fifteen minutes straight
And that was my first time yo, I was like tenth grade, in the studio
And I knew that this was what I
Amazon boys from the jungle
That's who we are that's who we be
Wo yeah yeah yeah
Amazon boys from the jungle
That's who we are that's who we be
Wo
every nickel that belong to you, son
This has been brought to you by Solomon Childs and the God O'Gun
Reality hits hard close, every man for themself,
with Carter G woodson
I'm paying homage his book
Mis-Education of the Negro is essential
For freeing your mind from
The slavery that's mental
Turn up
have to go for that.
hey hey my friend,
whose hands are on the wheel.
are they taking you for a ride
or are you just too numb to feel
the knives in your
Welcome to the jungle, we've got fun and games
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find whatever you may
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
We are the slave and the master,
What you looking for? You the question and the answer
[Verse 2:]
Do I mean it like a slave master? NIGGER!
No! I'm
Yeah (Yah yah)
Ey
You tell that me you are my best friend girl (Girl)
Happy endings (Happy endings you was all about that Disney)
You was all about
physical, or I'll see to it that you get used for FILL DIRT in some impending New Jersey MARSH RECLAMATION... and your girl-friend there will wind up
closer to individual and cultural freedom, which is imposed on us by the painful split of the renewing society.
From the book "Favourite Poems”
a
Child what is
Moral and immoral, right and wrong
We first and foremost can
Establish what the laws that govern
Us are you can
Always escape hell by not
It's so exciting, brilliant and talented people from all walks of life are entering the auditorium
Let's go to our room with reporter Wally Walter
a spectacle (yes you are)
Pushin' for pedagogue lacin' up paper weights walkin' on stilts talking
You touched the hand of god and I'm like
What are all these
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
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