Lyrics:
hear me clearly
I'm out yes, to damage severely
You're very far, and not yet nearly
Expressing them, but you're messing them up
Your bummy rhymes,
everybody's goin' crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm scarin' ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
to try, looked me in the eye
My head is still in the sky, since you walked on by
I'm feelin high, got my imagination flickerin' like hot flames
It's how
thinking I love Satan
Bitch I'm just a nigga
I love the game but I'm not playing
Think that you religious
Let that choppa get to spraying (Praying)
All of my
Run up on a boy for a brick tell him 'leggo', no 'thanks' or 'hello' just 'bang' then echo
Man's been rebels, ain't been a victim man's got medals
Mankind
The public enemy's not the man who speaks his mind
The public enemy's the man that goes and acts blind
Searching for an answer that he'll
electronic music
Songs like
Ligeti's Glissandi
Or maybe it was
Artikulation
I'm not sure which one
But I had to
Write a paper about it
And you should
Try
from falls like tricks that you don't land
Used to be up in them streets like Conan
The barbarian, Now I'm ronin
Samurai I am awry
Not lost in thoughts
can't see
We are made in His image so see God in me
I'm not saying that I'm Him, I'm saying that I'm me
for a creation to exist a creator had to be God
It
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
Now fight the power, you bitch-ass niggaz!
Now around this time, Whites started callings us Negroes
That's Spanish for black object meaning we're not
shame
By any means you gotta earn is the lesson to gain
Hide my flaws through scars no time for the pain
I wana feel but in love with the novacaine
in the day was "Eric B. for President"
Rude boy composer, step to me you're over
Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra
MC short and black, there
you're not a devil
If dick riding was a sport, you need a medal
I'm so in love with your bitch, she's such a rebel
She talk about put it in her face like
huh
[Adam Sandler]:
I also taped people workin' out in a weight room man. I'm gonna play one of the
Two tapes for you right now
[Man]:
Ok
[Adam
And that's fact
Dem man are already tell I'm on too much for them try rev
Like "Why you trying to rev?"
About revvin' my face on a Sunday
'Til I hit man
(You sound so soft man)
(Look at this nerd)
(Who does he think he is)
(Ooo Boy Scout)
A little bit violent with this thoughts again
Not wanting
raise up out tha hood
I think you should, no is all I'm gonna say
To get that '411' you better go ask Mary J
Eroc do not play when there's pigs in
for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't)
(Follow you must, Rick Rubin my little Padawan)
A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts
To the poor I pour in on in metaphors
Not bluffin', it's nothin'
That we ain't did before
We played you stayed
The points made
You consider it done
By
Never happy anymore, that's as if you couldn't tell
I can't take it anymore, but I'm too proud to ask for help
All this pain inside can't be repaired by
a casualty
I'm blowin' out your cavities
Keep a pocket rocket for
The people pocket watchin'
Pull up with a Glock and cock it
Got you beggin' not to pop it
a police state
Why the hell do you hate?!
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate!!!
I'm not gonna stand for it
Someone's gonna pay
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