God Fakin' with your Malcolm X picture on the wall Motherfuckers shoulda listened when you got your final call Think your doin' the brothers a favor by
Fakin' with your Malcolm X picture on the wall Motherfuckers shoulda listened when you got your final call Think your doin' the brothers a favor by buyin
of my motherfuckin hair! Hey just step the fuck back and shut up! Get your motherfuckin hands off of me! Calm down, calm down now... listen, we're gonna
here, hardly knowing the reason why . . . In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining defenceless and silent - and now I am here with you:
that we are not seeing here. Is it possible that we are on to something? After all of these years, is it possible that the public has finally caught on
[Intro] It's my hood, I been livin here for 17 years Boy I done got jumped, my car done got shot up I done got shot at, I been to jail, 3, fo' times
, that's where you goin Clap if you want homes, and your ass gone Now you finally gotta kill But the snowball is rollin down that hill Accumulatin size, by
best, the epitome Anyone who holds rank of an MC Will be slurped like the drink through a straw So get the punchline, I'm down by law Two R's will be
know how we get down ("Kick it over here") We show no fear, that's how we ("Kick it over here") You might wanna visit and ("Kick it over here") But then
the babies so the election is fixed That's why we don't be fuckin with politics They bet on that, parents fought and got wet for that Hosed down, bit by
show out No doubt, we put it down for the 9-0-triple 4 Droppin tops, fuckin fine hoes These other niggaz is finally catching up Listening to rappers ballin
used to let me get the rag 6-4 I used to sell dope with him, even went to jail with him He put me down, ain't no way I could forget about him So now I
that night and with its descent left a scorched path in its way - a great path of self-destruction before burning out. And on this night the great finale is finally here
on kali Gang bangin wit Mobsta Elites on the muthafuckin Grand Finale [(Toxic) & Twista] (Yeah thats how real muthafuckin ballers lay it down nigga) (Now its time to run down
back Don't ever look back We drove to Cali And got drunk on the beach Got a motel and Built a fort out of sheets I finally found you My missing puzzle
Good, then let's begin.... Each character is represented by a different instrument of the synthesized orchestra. For instance, the part of Billy the Bird is played by
We're down by law, and we know the deal There's only one thing we do, and we do it right And that's rockin' party people with these here mics Word