Testi:
Gang Blue Message

I still remember when we were rolling in the rain to steal all from life we?re left alwais empty-handed we were consoled by the blood pact with the future

Central Los Angeles and unfortunately... SHIT AIN'T LIKE THAT! IT'S REAL FUCKED UP! Goddamn what a brotha gotta do to get a message through to the red, white and blue

argue, but check it, every night in the news We prove them suckers right and I got the blues America... Get busy, Humpy The red, the white, the blue and The blue

young miss as she slurps it up Nasty message when he don?t pick up Layover Aden watch the local news 99 and humid, oh the Red Sea blues Landing at Delhi

(feat. Tenkamenin, Bahamadia, Kool & the Gang, Con-Funk-S) (Here we are in this day and age still loyal to the state of confusion. Why is it only tragedy

came a long way I'm Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one I remeber break dancin' cardboards and backflips the royal blue

what I hear, the graveyard got room for everyone Test Big Ellie, come and get your head sprung Which coffin you want, the blue or the red one? I ain't gang

Thought it be fun to spun on tape Now you wish you would have stuck to drum n' bass But you had to be hard on the blue ball When you never gang banged

's just straight gangster It ain't just New York or LA that bangs no more There's latin cown kings here, Southside folk Eastside them gangs and nothin