just the other one We?ll vanish in the papers and the plague the South has suffered from The world?s weight plus a ton, restin? on my shoulders But
name E D, check on the one, two, three Black male hard MC Rap record slave, a brother on the scene With a machine gun and one magazine Wanted, a half
another nigga that can play how I play, who else can take a longer hiatus than Sade, come back and blow the scene up, sorta like Bombay, you on the road
ginsberg, performed by rage against the machine It had to be flashin' like the daily double It had to be playin' on tv It had to be loud mouthed on
It had to be flashin like the daily double It had to be playin on tv It had to be loud mouthed on the comedy hour It had to be announced over loud speakers
on the run, after i pop sumthin In the Bible i read, death is of the tongue, If u talk about death, then death is go oncoming, jay taught me how to flow
die press play to bring me back to life (Only the strong will survive) Hey yo if I die press play to bring me back to life Man, oh, man, it's wild what
, while other peeps trailing me in the Black jeep Creepin', on our way to a house party, with no kid 'n' play just a fly dj I't on and poppin' and we
stop So evacuate the spot when the mic's hot Switch it from one hand to another And that's a hint, my brother, run for cover Cuz I'm armed, my brain contains
, yeah While other peeps trailing me in the black jeep, creepin' On our way to a house party With no kid 'n' play just a fly DJ It's on and poppin' and
annihilated i'm on the grind, money is time so why waste it and everything but my piss clean, i'm high maintenance you niggas are weak, sweet like one
a boulder, hack, hack. Hack up a boulder. Now, one day, and I believe it was on tuesday, a man in checkered double-knit suit drove up in large el dorado
: Is de one dey call 'sammy'! Thing-fish: One-adam-twelve...see de mammy... Ensemble: He finally layin' Thing-fish: Armed 'n dangerous, reproach wit
, Kirk Man, fuck that, he's lyin' he wasn't even there, man He killed Tyrone man, fuck that, no, I didn't Man, he's lyin' man, he's lyin' Order in the
name Stylin rich, RZA made the waves in one chain Feelin mics like, wheelin a bike, slide like step on his Klondike, get your dart right We movin on
on my new TV So I go out for a quiet drink But it costs a packet and it's such a racket That I can't hear myself think There's a microchip one armed
:38, straight, this is what you say "Aiyyo we fucked up, he got away" If he play, I'ma split his toupee, we on our way to this nigga's office, with armed