Lyrics:
in the gutter and walk on by
Wake up, little Suzie, let's go for a drive
Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive
Turn the radio on, don't
Papa one eyed jack
You probably seen me sleepin'
Out by the railroad tracks
Go on and ask the prince of darkness
What about all that smoke
Come
As we emerge from the woodwork
Step in to the front
Take control
Its like clockwork
Well I knock first
To pre-warn of my presence
About to enter
i got this
so for tanya greene i do life
push ya wig back like a cat lick
dead broke in a basement
ramen noodles by the cases
eviction notes in a mail
giants Bed Stuy
Flying getting Greene
We are the trending topics from the ghettos to the tropics
On every bodies favorite list
They tell us we the top
could take it from the money man?
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again
She signs no contracts but she always plays it clean
She dines in Hampstead
In Ireland, a tale is told,
Of a man named Jack, who was shrewd and bold.
He tricked the Devil, who sought his soul to claim,
And by his wit, won
We made very little a progress
From going through it stemming from the hardships
With the burdens having ma and pa stressed
And getting miracles
lives
Hallelujah He is our Lord
Hallelujah He is King
From a manger to the Cross
He was born and He died
By grace I am saved
I hear now a trumpet
That
from southwest London
Wrong place, wrong time no you cant have a stripe
I'm from the jungle I won't get lost
I make the flow cold just like Jack Frost
was sure to go"
"The Distinguished Flying Cross upon Colonel Charles A. Lindberg"
"Panicked investors ordered their brokers to sell at whatever
ground breaking
All these rappers fucking fake and these pussy niggas hatting
I tried to catch a fog but I mist
Hits from the bong that's certified bliss
their shady financials enhance their
Status with propaganda projected to the masses via
Comcast, blast the new Charter 'cross the
Broadband Spectrum then
I heard that cruelty always stems from weakness
I don't believe this, cause there are no holes in my defense
But still my team gets, more meaner than
niggas'll kill you and come to your wake
My demeanor fly Benny Medina high as Chris Tucker's eyes
When watching Al Greene but the game changed they cross
relaxin
Super sport like Storm Green, Vegas cross the Fort Greene
Child in with pops raised me, in VA was drawn crazy
Role model Marciano, Frank White in
"In this country a man's home is his castle."
I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that
"In this country a man's home is his castle"
I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run 'cause revenge is fun! And I'm that
to success homes
It gets cold from what Im told, dress warm
In this white mans world the games on
Im the black mans black man get me James Cohn
By any means
Lift your legs boy, lift them please
Before you cross them tracks
You gon' end up just like me
Don't be headstrong, don't ever be mean
Before you
to men
And the shepherds out in the fields, watching 0'er their flocks by night
See before them radiant glory, from the Angels shining bright
Giving
too far out of reach
But the manger reminds me love reached down
You were carried by a manger and just thirty-three years later
By a rugged cross made
E-V-I-L E and Ice-T are on a jack move
Layin down the dope groove, smokin those who disapprove
Wreckin the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk
the city made me icey like jack frost,
Leaky gotta get dee seezle it don't matter what the Cost,
Gritty dust cut my lips made me put em on the cross,
Gritty
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