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Fight Aids

C'est nous contre leurs peines Et le message est clair Les mots passent Et l'indifference regne Si le mal me gagne Coupable seul de n'avoir rien su faire

sell more records than them NIGGERS ever will! You hear me? You gon' get with Dr. Gay N, W... with a dick is his mouth N, W, AIDS... I don't give a shit

it away What happened to the world today what happens All you say what happened yesterday? All we do is watch our backs from aids Heartaches and death- fight

to say Northern birds Are lazy, ugly whores who Smell of burgers. So don't have too much to drink Or you might fuck one And end up getting AIDs. There

never be the receptacle of blame May you never be the scapegoat for a whole world full of shame May you never be fighting for your life And at the same time have to fight

when some herb tried to jerk me Or put the squeeze on it, break down the cipher But it wont work, were tight like the Q-Tip in the fight Now is you insane

lie down Yo yo chill it ain't my time now Come on last year you had me duckin the blaze What about that bitch that you fucked wit' AIDS? Aww shit come

you know how it get, dirty, dirty Straight up and down, whole Staten Island (uh-huh) Slums, still the same, dude... word [Cappadonna] From Park Hill to Jungle Nil', we fight

inside porno flicks Up under my tongue is where my blade rest My 12 guage stretch, is even more scarier than the Aids test [Cam'Ron] I had a fight with