1. It's easy to go blind When i don't see through another's eyes It's easy to go blind It's a reason to be left behind It's easy to go blind Reconnected
tricked tricked tricked tricked by a carefully carefully carefully planned aborted suicide aborted suicide carefully planned aborted suicide your father
i've heard all your excuses and i've heard how hard it was for you i've heard it's best to move on and i've heard jesus said 'forgive' i've really
you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting on death row You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton
Aunque la tarde es sombria y tu boca no sonria, no te precupes aun tienes las manos pa' darte mofletes. Que ya de tanto llorar tienes los ojos que son
) I stay underground so I can shine and stack G'z (stack G'z) these coward ass niggas ain't got the heart to jack me (jack me) and when it to guns nigga
the, his claws and teeth. See death in his eyes to know you're alive. European homesteads grew up in the colonies with civilized plans for wild hinterlands, their guns
, it's just another storm Brothers gone, now labeled a statistic Ain't no love for us ghetto kids, they call us nigglets History repeats itself, nuttin
on society If this is violence, then violent's what I gotta be If you investigate you'll find out where it's comin from Look through our history, America
couldn't cry Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket let me get my dead homies high Come follow me throughout my history, it's just
on my wrist dawg, I know the time these days We Outlawz, we gon' die this way (NIGGA) We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that Whatever
[Bizarre] The rap game, hip hop 101 The hardest nine to five you'll ever have You can't learn this shit in no history book You ready to rap motherfucker
Suge You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood Maybe I'm so disrespectfu cuz to me you're a mystery I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history
walk around stuntin Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea) If you really want somethin we can show up at your front door I know my history
Let's try not to remember any names. We'll do it for our country, For our people, For a moral vision. United, we'll make them remember Our history, Or
know the game is on Jamal Wilkes, man I'ma pop that jay You'll call me silk, 'til my dyin day The Gods got angels with guns in hand Man bullets that'
