Son of man, rise up son of man New York cities son of Sam With a gun in hand He reaps the women of our land Blood and family does his death depravity
Black Sun came and changed our name Made our lives this simple stain Drove the children from their chores Handcrafted housewives into whores Society
need to realize To each their own, get off your soapbox thrown Who are you to criticize? And it's so easy to be anti, close your mind up tight And you
Shocklee - sadler - ridenhour When I'm talkin' rhyme time To blow your mind time some say It's nothing worse than a verse To hear some nigger curse They
Please allow me to be your anti-depressant I too am prescribed as freely as any decongestant We kick back and let the pills do the talking People hear
Tricky Why'd you fall sour over me? You know you have no power over me I get on your nerves so I twitch My friends call me "bitch" But that okay cause
Skin No I don't want love you, `cos I know who you are, That`s why i`ve been staying away from you, That is why I ever call, Huummm, I know that you could
the wizzord, you got ass ima whistle while you twizzirl, keep it live 365, got my chest out and my head to the sky but... Hook: I'm so anti social cuz
favourite word). It's heard in cries, it's heard in whispers, in the candlelight of ceremonies clandestine where songs are empty, words are anti-this and anti
charity Watch it become a trl calamity, soon to be parodied I stay married, to some d-cup breasteses With music, weed, and porno as my mistresses [chorus] We all weirdos, anti
I spilled all the toothpaste, I'm starin at your shoelace, because your foots on top my head. I'm jumpin outcha window, under pillows, flashlights make
Dear Mama Good day I hope that when these few lines reach you They may find you in the best of health I doun know how to tell ya dis For I did mek a
us all in the end They're anti uk Anarchys rising again To rid their hellish schemes Lets all rule ourselves Let god save the queen They're anti uk
I'm antimatter I don't matter Cancer phones Break my bones I'm illusion Sonic solution Magic mind Sonic pollution I just detox I just see lots I see
Oh God, Gilbert when you said that I'm afraid I'll have to jump across the gorge Like in this book I'm reading When you read it back You need a painkiller
Sitting in her class Sophisticated, anti-social brat She never speaks a word That's why she's sitting in the back No one knows her name I never knew that
Anti-social friends of mine hang themselves with fishing line They wait for time...waiting alone isn't bad I find And coming from a broken home doesn'
You might be expecting To hear me saying things Pertaining to love me emotionally I?ve been through so many other things But I?m not wasting my time