Lyrics:
a casualty one more statistic
For they records and for the record it look
Like the end could be coming now
Cause we lost in the land of the sin
Where ain't no
a Nigga"
Miss Ghetto got 'em dreaming of loot and Swiss bankers
The finest weapons, packing tri-action Smith and Wessons
Unlike the 80's, ladies packing
we've found a better place for you
To go, go-woh, go-woh
Oh no, this I can't believe
Oh Mary, they're asking us to leave
Get 'em out by Friday
we've found a better place for you
To go, go-woh, go-woh
Oh no, this I can't believe
Oh Mary, they're asking us to leave
Get 'em out by Friday
The feeling's gone
The feeling's gone
I can't feel no more
I can't feel no more
The feeling's gone
*Now it rains in December
The feeling's gone
older and you
Realise you need it
That's when you retrieve it
Now class be seated
This Boogie Down lingo is produced by Domingo
Wild styles I bring you
that stoic display
It's really masking the trauma that more than often is rape
It's bottled rage it's cousins slain its no funeral without a grave
It's
me here just by mistake
I come from another realm
Im overwhelmed
Sour so loud you can hear it thru the smell
I come from a different dimension
Me
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
loves you to death won’t let no trouble come your way
Oh, can’t forget my man
more ti-i-i-i-ime
One more time, no
But I am staying up all night to watch you in my mind
Saying where you wanna be is right here by my side
But I am
and the streets
I was raised by the pain that I keep
No sheep now I'm not herdin no burderns till it's curtains now my purpose is just burning
I've been high for
on the tide
We are pleased to be out and embracing the open sea
Free from our troubles and more free from thee
Inheritors unfulfilled reason behind us
We
on the tide
We are pleased to be out and embracing the open sea
Free from our troubles and more free from thee
Inheritors unfulfilled reason behind us
We
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
the throat
Yah focused on bitches but broke
Throw up the K bitch I'm kashin not folk
Catch a will smith think it's a joke
Big ebk never duckin no smoke
If
diss me
No one can play hey, now tell me wha'ts next
Come here play he say (?)
I keep on havin' these flashes
Murder by the masses
Sick off human
all alone
But the troubles that you've had were never my fault
No, I'm not the one who'll save you
So you better count, yeah you'll have to count me out
I keep
Coming back for more, more
I know where I'm going
There's no hope of absolution
And can't seem to separate the
Good times from the bad
The sun
we'd come so far
Over means that fall so fast
Another car crash by the side of the road
We'll take one more glance till the story is cold
Draw
Pluto, the way i plan it
Please! I'd never stay afraid of Rick, no
That's barely myth i'm here to save the day
(yay) or my name isn't Jerry Smith
Without
the day, always
Until the trees and seas just up and fly away, always
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4, always
Until the day that is the day that are no more
the day, always
Until the trees and seas just up and fly away, always
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4, always
Until the day that is the day that are no more
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
into trouble
I've had to bounce back had to do it by the double
I've felt trapped always found a way juggle
The issues that I have while they helped me
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