Lyrics:
scatter and fall
Do you feel yourself sigh when he passes you by
Or do you grow a hundred feet tall
D'you go bang shang alang, every time you see him
and the tie and the frayed social problems at hand
And though it took most his life he's proud of his own family brand
CHORUS:
And I know a cowboy by the look
the ace Tela
Who on a song with Short and Face Tela
Who is the nigga keep the snow in lumps
I get stopped by the pos and say go with the pumps Tela
Who is
'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Playin' card games with an old man on the club car
Many
now who want us?
Only a few 'mong us, but we roll like two hundreds,
true brothers. What you want to do fuckers?
You only mad cus I got your boo's
to the fridge
For bologna or ham or lettuce and spam or, by the way, 100 flapjacks
I was running and a drooling
My tummy I'd be fueling
With the treats that soon
Niggers wasn't ready to rise
Me, I'm still up by god
Though respectin' the pride
Rappin' in wise, top five, dead or alive
I'm a certified gangster
Word
people's dreams
All those ideas
Questioned by doubt
I'm telling you man
You better get out
Can't stop the dance
If the song isn't done
You can't stop
nearly a week
But it'll wear off
Under twelve hundred feet
Coming down soon
Traveling I-35
Playing songs and
Glad to be alive
It's true a wrong turn
Can
to hang
Same old song but it can´t go wrong
It´s just city slang
Four in the morning
But we dont give a fuck
Get the dice rollin´
First man to hundred damn
friend)
Nuff a dem bad till it smell
Dem mouth want gorilla glue gel.
QD verse 1
Stylin a disrespect mek nuff get pelp from who some dis dem want help
If
Poisonous deadly lethal injection
Death certificate mechanical rights
Flight of the navigator wild 100's
Went home to find gentrification full
Just like a Wave reaching the Shore
Just like a Hundred and one million Stars i´m following you
If you reach out for me ill be running to you
Pats, where do you get this inspiration from
To write a hundred songs which all turn into gold
Mick, I just stop my thoughts and they will come
one time for my class
hallways decked out banners on the walls like lets go black knights then whole school gone spaz
prank wars on the school rivals
was discovered by Grand Wizard Theodore
July 1980 hip-hop's first national news story and on ABC
In 82 came the cd in 83 Ad the the Technics
SL 100 MK2
[Originally by Bouncing Souls]
I got a song stuck in my head
Walking down street number nine
I sing it out loud with my friends
And we're all having
The fact is pleasure could never measure up black
To Christ so tell us where's your treasure at
This song was not on the tapes you gave us
So I assume
commited
By some cowards with no name
Who took it upon themselves
To send her up in flames
Now I just dont see how it can be
A constitutional right
whales do blow.
From Gale Huntington's book- Songs the Whalemen Sang. Collected
From logbook of Ship Bengal, journal of Ira Poland, 1832.
Recorded by A. L.
Your inaccessible
My words are inexpressible
I tried to hit you up
But you are so unimpressible
I turn my music up a couple hundred decibels
off one at a time
It be head shots, homie
It'll crumble your mind
It's a reason that nobody
Tryna fuck with you, slime
A hundred fathoms down
Was found
Patched up jacket spiked up hair, they'll know you're in the band
by the clothes you wear, tired songs and tired lines
"up the punks" "government
Patched up jacket spiked up hair, they'll know you're in the band
by the clothes you wear, tired songs, and tired lines
"up the punks" "government
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