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the other birds are flocking 'round her
And she is despised by the squad
But the great speckled bird in the Bible
Is one with the great church of God.
3. All
And I keep shitting on the competition (Freebase)
I'ma bout to put up me out a shit tape (Freebase)
Just went playin' by no rules (Freebase)
Every
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
Shawty snap
Ah ho yea
Snap ya fingaz do ya step you can do it by yaself
Play pal what up
Excuse me but this
Verse has not been russel simmons
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
to let you know
I got juice
About a minute went by when another guy
Showed up with an old guitar
Well it hard to be from World War III
Or run over by
Wasn't right like drugs got three strikes
You got these last nights for thugs
Holdin' my position
My competition is never ready
Ripped like a machete, my
can't get over loving you
though each star sends forth its radiant beams of night light
by a cloud, brilliant star light can be doomed
verse 3
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags
Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out,
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
It's not the way that you look
Or the way that you comb your hair
I know we'll always be there
By the look, by the book
And your troops and your
think i heard you,
Oh lord i think i heard you.
so all of a sudden I'm facing a
raging river that passed me by
do I turn around, do I turn my
Everybody's alright with me
Possibly you'll disagree
Busy Bee watch the world go by
Everybody's alright with me
That's just the way I choose
within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz, in a head full of dread
I've been examined
within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz, in a head full of dread
I've been examined
Four-hundred and twenty-three
By a hundred and twelve by fifty-one
There must be a
Better place to
Be somebody
Be somebody else
Inside the mind
with a gun
you can't fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung
by lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious
complete and grant your
Of truth, Asiatic discipline's frightenin
some who act dumb embraced by decadence
The weak in the wake of true black militants
Hear the call and all heed
away, away, away
Drinking champagne, made by the angel
Who goes by the name of Glittering Gabriel
Drinking champagne made of an angels
Tears and pain,
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
[Verse 1]
Once I had a friend by the name of Jones
cnd his idea sure was wrong
I [took?] ol' Jones for my personal friend
You see what Jones has done
the best of me?
Death to those who testin me
Cause to test is to try to conquer
But me, I catch em (1-2-3) and do an encore
Get paid by music, no money
struggle through our lives
Though the generations wander
The lineage survives
And all of us
From dust to dust
We all become forefathers
By and by
lover, lover (three, two, one, yeah)
巡り来る季節が今 色付いて染まってゆく
Happy happy 始まりだした love story
こんなにもあなたが近くにいるなんて
I never feel good 想い溢れる
Oh, love you
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