go away I'm making eyes at you I've been making these eyes now, making these eyes since '82 I've been making them green and gray and brown and delta blues I'm
go away I'm making eyes at you I've been making these eyes now, making these eyes since '82 I've been making them green and grey and brown and delta blues I'm
fuck of it, queen you know I'm lovin' it Dick, never suckin' it unless I see a buck in it You need the whip, cluck it kid, I'm furious Leavin' your crew
So they gotta make us hate each other Word, check the brothers Mexicans - black Jamaicans - black Iranians - black Indians - black Hawaiians - black Puerto-Ricans - black Eskimos - black South-Americans - black Orientals - black
eyes on me, and if i die, i pray my soul you keep, and i don't want this world to kill me, but i'm getting so weak. I can't take much more, i just want
there but I will not resort to welfare I care can't stop won't stop couldn't even do it if I tried if I said I did I'd lie let's ride x 2 ride... {chorus
money let me put on my screw face And I'm paranoid at the things I said Wonderin' what's the penalty from day to day I'm hangin' out, partying with
relieve the pain, breathin' in the game, exhalin' Guilts and the shame, misery and strain What the fuck will tomorrow bring? Look at anthrax, I stand back, hopin' I make
If I ruled the world I'd free all my sons I love 'em, love 'em, baby Black diamonds an' pearls If I ruled the world If I ruled the world I love 'em,
made you broke I aint piss poor I'm big poppa plus I'm 2pacalypto my mind is a weapon what I need to pop a clip for huh, I'm doing this for hip hop
, I'm a be set for life Its enemy turf that I'm on So I'm a play it how it go Cock the hollow points into my black Calico I'm a make all these bitch
busy man, I'm ready to hit this big shit man You know what I'm sayin', this is big, big Get that kid outta here Whoa, the kids, man get the kids outta
chosin So what makes you think I'm comin out tonight hoe? You must be on Triple D: Dick, Dope and Dynamite She kept claimin that security was tight And if I
music is literal and I'm a criminal How the fuck can I raise a little girl? I couldn't I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too Guerrera that was
trouble wit the government I'm lovin' it I shoveled shit all my life and now I'm dumpin' it on (White America) I could be one of your kids (White America
[Hook] I'm just tryna be real I'm just keepin' it real I'm just tryna be real I'm just keepin' it real I'm just keepin' it real I'm tryna see my kids
on they feet And I've seen it with my own eyes At the same time I'm picking flies off my own eyes Can you feel that, if you can hear them buzzing You
