Testi:
Blue Scholars Blue Scholars

Those who front and don?t really want trouble, step to the side like a S1W, the NW north of NWA?s place of origin, originators of the first general strike

Blue Is For The Color Of The Collar Of My Mother And My Father Plus The Scholars That We Be, The Blue Is For The Nighttime Moon, Swingin Tune Of Every Bluesman

With war rising over the horizon It?s hard to start writing Been fightin in the belly of the titan, my tourniquets tighten around the livin? but dyin

?Hey Pete, why do we eve write songs like this man? People ain?t gonna change.? ?I don?t know Bill, you know, uh, there might be somebody out there,

I reach beneath the skin of the street with each step Walkin' closer to my final destination of death When I'm layin' to rest, I'm only savin' my breath

November 30th, 1999 No sunshine The body rock stopped, probably got caught by the cops Nearby, somebody got shot But parties don't stop and the parties

anything Say "why is it?" Class is in session 'til the teacher gets a pink slip So keep marching 'til your feet split open "No Rest For The Weary" Blue Scholars

(Instrumental)

Now, it's the opening salvo Where poet's scope the people like Mohammad and Malvo A sample of the battle we wagered against an animal Made to snuff us