Lyrics:
ya ya ya
Black culture rules the world
Number one style so player
Take pain turn it into style
Gave you blues , gave you jazz
Gave you rock and roll
carcus mountains
Fountain of youth viking the future and truth
The revolution of runaway slave don't stop 'til the execution
I'm rappin, workin for my
[Intro: Bizzy Bone]
Rock-n-roll? Naw this that flip-flop flow, fuck them boys
Man, if you niggaz gon' do somethin man
(Hit that shit right there
Check her out as she walks on by
She's a primitive girl
No jewel like money's buyin'
A slave to the rhythm
A rhythm machine
I want to make that girl
medly
But be warned, she's beautiful but deadly
She's all about the bank roll, you can tell by the gold
Eyes deep enough to engulf your soul
She's like
to stop, a little place to get high,
Susie didn't call it love, she was good just giving it up,
All she really wanted was a little Rock N Roll that night,
From the sky we look so organized and brave
Walls that make up barricades and graves
Daddy's little empire built by hands and built by slaves
From
Strictly fam members only
Strictly fam members only
[GZA]
I grew up around block parties ready to rock
Behind a roll nigga wit my rhyme on cock
First
working n**** i suppose and I'm sick with it with no diagnose
I shine the most from a cold rock to a diamond stone
It ain't hard to tell I'm a star bitch
sorry
For everything
Well oh no
here we go
Another life ruined by rock and roll
One for the money
Two for the stage
I sold my soul to the devil
So you
of rock and roll
Safe behind the comfort of a lie
Look out to see the watermark
High tide has come, but now it's
It's no secret I
Love that trail you blazed
Thinking the pain felt by that journey is a bad thing/
Until you see the results/
Like..
Rock & Roll/Funk/Jazz/Blues/Hip-Hop Culture/
Nina Simone's
Whoa, maintain the status quo of
12 years a slave, 12 years to go
If your name Mr Chin, Mr Wong or Ho
Asian-American, state born and grown,
Ain't even
unjust, Laws
In courts, Of countries, Torn
Apart, By wars, Sore galore
Dirty, Funky, Shirts
Hungry, For pay from, Slave work
Itch, For the game, Everyday
unjust, Laws
In courts, Of countries, Torn
Apart, By wars, Sore galore
Dirty, Funky, Shirts
Hungry, For pay from, Slave work
Itch, For the game, Everyday
the love of Christ Love is no big deal
I gotta be with someone that can Love me that much
A ride or die watching the clouds Roll by
I like to watch
abolishment, for petty crimes and ones we didn't commit
Pipelined us through a system society would soon forget
Convict leasing, clever way to make us slaves
own block
Where they cook it in a pot
And sell the crack rock
And they also sell pot
And they got a few glocks
Every day someone getting popped violence
wouldn't float
He ain't make
A little yatchy Lil Yachty
You cain't ever rock this boat
Been at it since snot nose
They still say I'm sick
Going viral
Don't
ready to rock
Behind a roll nigga wit my rhyme on cock
First shot first nigga who had shit to pop
My bad weather blew the feathers off a hundred flocks
covered by water?"
How much is granite?" 'True I Master Equality'
God body be flowing like the chi energy inside your artery
Faithful as a polished rock
Hellion
The Devil's Hellion child
Hellion
Will never have to die
The Gods you worship are steel
At the altar of rock 'n' roll you kneel
A slave who
It's to shake off the pain of all those chains
From the slave ships to the Blues
In the ghettos Jazz, Rock 'n Roll
Yeah y'all
Dancing the Reggae
50 nigags deep (10x)
yo, yo, yo
i roll with nuthin but them real niggas
hard to kill niggas
quick to grab the steel niggas
solider in the field
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