s gather up the peeps, hundred deep Ta to, tell em we can take it to the streets What ya want Ya counterfeit, ford bootleg MC's Whose the best let's
eat Que que, let's gather up the peeps, hundred deep Ta to, tell em we can take it to the streets What ya want Ya counterfeit, ford bootleg MC's Whose
once told me, it's on you Though it was dreams when he first told me Now it's true I got love for you only to a certain exstend ni**as ain't worth s**
many bodies dropping Its gotta stop I want to help But still I'm stepping Keeping my weapon Must protect myself The promise of a better tomorrow
It?s your future, it?s your choice And your weapon is your voice Let?s make a new tomorrow, today Come on boys Let?s make a new tomorrow Come on boys
It's so much harder for you to get hurt, when you're lying on the ground but with your head up to the ceiling, it's so much further to fall down you
s so? In my mind there's no sorrow Don't you know that it's so? There'll be no sad tomorrow Don't you know that it's so? In my mind there's no sorrow
Tomorrow's forecast (flurries motherfucker) snowman in full effect so play the odds out till April the tapes will grow so we can by posters and staples
m out of position with a lowly pair of two's The dealer burns and turns It is in this half second where life becomes perfect The mind a weapon Tomorrow's
I have no home. I live within my mind. I have no one. No one I'm bringing up to the sky with me. No weapon - I carry no sword, only my hands to protect
who the team is I love that i breath with Swizz and Bone, nigga that's who we is Whatever the purpose it's Full Surface what chu call architects to hard
he's slick, he can't rhyme a lick So he presents the naked chick to cover up his lack of skill But chill, there's another category of MC's And it's imperative
America's worst nightmare is right here I stay sizzlin like flares, look up, PYOON! It's quite clear it's my year 'til I hear Somebody's smoother then
Snakes Lost Til ever pale face erases the pale horse Til Ethiopia's revealed as the source. It's not about you you and me; it's about our people.
slightest idea on how the planet works There's way more to life then what you can read in a book Chasin skirts and buyin new shirts and puttin D's on
love's too pure to see another face. Love's another skin-trap, another social weapon, Another way to make men slaves and women at their beckon. Love's
Each stab of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he