Lyrics:
to the day and
My tainted blood's still the same
I can't help acting this way and
Those bastard doctors are gonna pay
I'm so lonely without baby's love
I
[Killah Priest]
The prophecies of a poor man end on a train
Take his last breath
Slumps over drops his last bit of change
A mother pacing by her
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
zoo, Zoo Crew what it do, Do it for Mandela and 2Pacalypse those n****s knew
Swallowed by da white beast. murda is da 1st Degree
Ima Catch ah body,
and the constitution, reflect the thinking
Of the founding fathers, that this was, to be a nation
By white people, and for white people. Native americans,
Blacks
Lik-like-like-like we always do
About this time
Ha! You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7,
I'm doing this for me
Can you see? I'm just like you
You hear my out of tune Muse
You hear its dark views
You see the Lightning in its eyes
You see
but no man
Wants to die a poor man with no plan
Association breeds similarity
That's why I'ma stay with real rich niggas
'til six niggas carry me
the middle of the night for those
Sweet black Cherry lips
Sweet black Cherry hips
Sweet black Cherry love
Oh she prays to God above! Hear her praying, Lord
need and can't afford
We shall take by force
Lightning battles and fruit salad
Pineapple surprise
Gripes
And whorish eyes
Camels ride
Questions rise
court case
When it aint no justice
Niggas they be thinking they be winning but be coming out in first place
Black people genocide
Poor race
Grave yards is
the demons call, she chases those bastards away
We make our home in the harbor now, not far from the Valley of Thunder
The blessings we've received
[Pure survival, sights set like a rifle
I'm the marksman to my target, i'm the bullet from a psycho
Imma mothafuckin bastard birthin spawn continue
Pain is what they do to me I know poor baby I been saying peace Lord I might go crazy
Send a angel as a life guard maybe black and proud to be
I
a hellhole
Bought a gun disciplined himself
Shoot those those bastards right between the eyes
Crime figures fell like dead leaves
The city breathed a sigh
of a great fire
Being struck by a lightning, and shaken to death by a great earthquake
Falling from thousand foot cliffs, dying of a disease
Committing
The incantation they gave voice to in the midst of that sanguineous turmoil which engulfed them was not so much heard by those within earshot as perceived, sensed
Mr. Mathers claims he had it
I can't imagine it, that little rich, poor, white bastard
Needs to take some of that cash out of the bank and take a bath
to soften her frightened face
Mad country birthed by lions
Made in the shape of Orion
Armed with a sword and a stallion
To dominate the sky
It's the bastard's
humanitarian
one time is no time, one time is no time, come on
come on
one time is none, nil, zip, zero, it's the black swan
swan song
lightning never ever,
of deep roots of ours?
Tears are falling and I'm calling you to hear this story
Some poor bastard took the child's destiny into his own hands
Made him
Story of my life
My name is Johnny Cash
I’m from an old poor farm
Called Kingsland, Arkansas
Driven by the Blues
I only had to choose
Picked a rusty
am not over it I need to understand
I never got the catharsis of all these bastards
Raping, killing our women it's driven by patriotic (Meant to say
am not over it I need to understand
I never got the catharsis of all these bastards
Raping, killing our women it's driven by patriotic (Meant to say
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