hand Feel my arm, feel my arm Feel my fist, feel my fist Fists of love, fists of love, fists of love Fists of love, fists of love, fists of love Fists of love
Traduzione: Big Black. Fists Of Love.
got you peepin in my window while I'm smokin indo But I ain't no motherfuckin track star, pig's got a Jeep like Big Mouth, runnin through motherfucker
city bunker where the coldest cults multiply alarmingly. Hush little baby, timeout. The black market mockingbirds can not sing a lick but lean to peck your eyes out of commission with love
get at me on some bullshit, flash quick Exactly who the fuck I got pull with Autographed it for Big number one with a bullet Expressin black glove love
seen in Street Fighter II Big D's like E Honda, bite like Blancka, or flip Ms. Chun Li best be easy baby You'll get the fair fist from the figure only
93 [YOUNG MALCOLM] Piruuuu Loooove Babyyyyyy... Piru Loo-o-ove I said Piru Love [BLOODY MARY] Rest In Peace to the homie Killa Wack To lil' homie Kay Ron O.G. Tookie, Iceberg, we love
Lanes and W's, Redrum with the Avenue Piru Love [Chorus] [BLOODY MARY] Rest In Peace to the homie Killa Wak To Lil homie Kay Ron O.G. Tookie, Iceberg We Love
in the city, smashin with the fifty-slug No love, leave ya layin down lookin at the stars above ('cause what) 'Cause everything fade to black, like a
day Aye yo you love the way I rep black Step the f back 'Fore I bring out the guns And chest check Respect that Any girl I met that Hit that Love the
warn you, all bout the black liberty Me warn you, all bout we equality Me warn you, all bout Marcus Garvey Me beg you, have fi love his Majesty Selassie
was banging they ho up I was like yeah yeah You thought she was in love with you and I tried to tell you that She wasn't in love with you and I blazed
too I love niggas, I love niggas, I love niggas Because niggas are me, And I should only love that which is me I love to see niggas go through changes
now [Solomon Childs] Want money? I need bodyguards, as big as stiff worker, R.C. Me mega-poverty, New York City, dollar signs prevail Five place love
they don't even expect it One minute she's telling her friend I'm cute, until poof she's naked Yes it's the thick hips and the big tits, and her lipstick
fighter, no need to loving these see Didn't like the Brady Bunch, for many years I had a hunch Living like the Givens, big thanks for big banks I'm sticking
homies That didnt make it To the millenium We gone do it for y'all Real big...godzilla like Rest in peace homies We all want the high life Big Gs in
