Lyrics:
Willie sits in his stable door
And he's combing his coal-black steed
And he's doubting on fair Margaret's love
And his heart began to bleed
Give
"All the places and spaces I've been"
Welcome to the zone where
The strong only survive
The places I drive? all the
Gangsters can't stay alive
Take
2 things that you do when you breathe
Air and pr ana
Pr ana is a life force energy
At this time we stopped taking the Pr ana in with our minds,
by
keep climbing...
Up the Hill and, hope that... we don't fall down.
But how a Black Rose gone grow in Hallowed Grown.
Most of us, had... to live
gon hate me long
Cause all my fans be goin
Off like the ACs strong
So I don’t argue wit a hater, that’s word
Be damned if I gave you power
That you
break and secret, vaulted with records in our basement, where the long-haired hippies and afro-blacks all get together across the tracks and they party,
tryna get by
Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones
Black on one side, now I'm in another zone
Switch flows, fuck 'em up
Play the game, run 'em up
Yeah I
Classic kill one shot reflected
Pick the till mirror image thats projection
Lets build
until turn
Bullet catch shatter
You'll learn
Secretly black
on the line
[Verse 1]
when you alone, everybody talk to theyself
sometimes its the only way to get across to yourself
you ever wanted to do somethin but
Two half figures stand ashore
the darkest lake embraced by cold
veils of mist and icy breath
blows the leaves away...
And the old black trees spread
a tiger paw, and a lion's jaw
When I come across a real goat, I apologize then I wipe it off
Bitch nigga drop a diss joint and I'm on yo ass like
Checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
He was fascinated by material objects
But he understood money never bought respect
He build
off from an overrated government full of corruption and hypocrites
That try to immoralize yourself when they untouchable by laws, that's bullshit
They
the length, cause I'm long and strong
Freedom of choice lets me greet 'em with a forceful voice
So they know, I ain't no oreo
I'm solid, all the way through,
an overrated government full of corruption and hypocrites
That try to immoralize yourself when they untouchable by laws, that's bullshit
They say I'm
to Jews by the Rhine
But two wrongs don't make it
Right when you occupy Palestine
And white Christians
Mission assisting the end times
Gon' flip they wigs
fucking arthritis
Little King Kong, strong song writer
I’ll get some shit out my
Chest like I’ve got bronchitis
Mortifying, open up and then
It’s more
figured I would grow strong
I would deal with the pain
But the years went by
And the feeling remained
'Cause I'm a lost cause
And I'm stuck in a loop
know
My ghetto girl
I love you more
Cos from the ghetto where we're born and grow
And you are the only one that i know
My ghetto girl too strong
For
it
Enjoy yourself, yet by all means
Hold up a fist: red, black and green
Yes, the two are blackmen, we are performers
Say you don't dance,
your recognition
be in the ignition first gear
I'm gone
had the best to the worst confess my lyrics is strong
Verse 1: Shaq Peter
Iamadrugaddictiamadrugaddictiamadrugaddict
I am a drug addict
Sometimes you can still see dead-end
Signs in my eyes
I'm still burning the bones of my
Strong arm over my mother
Never
One]
I feel blessed by Finesse and Lord Jamar, sess my interest
is invested in, testin men like lab specimens
My daily regiment of elemental babble
Like Dwight Howard
Smoking on that reefer smoke Sliding through the city slow
Fit black and white
With a little bit of indigo
Nina on my hip
Please don't
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