the man in black, lackeys to the lord of lies Beware of the man in black Beware of the man in black Beware of the man in black Beware of the man in black
the fall of man In the 7th month of the year 1999 an ancient god of wrath will return bringing fire, water, death and destruction. That is the day when man
the utensil While I come through the Southside, everybody say man that boy's instrumental Better yet he's a republican or a democrat, everytime he look at Talking bout man
shotty Uh, feel me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my
black evolutions of love you are hearing the dark supernatural is the world we call our own home lightning in the mind comes out in song but we're wild
telebeam scope enemies with enemas i'm leaving them helpless and hopeless like the running victim that falls in the scary cinema huh huh it was like three black
ha ha. Check it out, check it out. [J-Ro:] Yo, my name is J-Ro, I'm from the 8-1-8, straight Golden State All-time great, sorry I'm late (alright man
way He put us back together, life was broke then Christ came in handy like Black and Decker the fact is pleasure could never measure up black to Christ
in that ol' boom bap The Non Prophets...Still in that ol' boom bap My man JUICE...Still in that ol' boom bap Skitzofreniks...Still in that ol' boom bap Black
knew the white boy was wild nice And that I stick the cooker to your ribs like fried rice I got some cousins moving D at a wild price That have the dope
mere setback Hear when I'm here, Earn wit a clear conscience in the middle of the jet black I'm a dog, running through the jungle Wit a hoodie and black
matter, if she black or she red If she hop in my whip, she gon give me some head From H-Town to New Orleans, got hoes galore Bang so many dime pieces, man
[Sadat X] The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel The threat of a war is real Where
is stored daily in my journal or my diary when speakin on the black man I gets fiery The record's in the record store, category's black war Best you
to you! (Cuz I am in...side your head) (?) uncontrollable and wild And I stand like I stand with two fours in my hand I bring back the running man I
workshops, blocks at home To being phoned and invited by Quincy Jones to Rome I never did it for them diamond stones I'd rather expand the lives of black
I don't But tell the Doctor it's urgent that I see her [doctor's assistant] Well - just one moment Dr. Slumber? Dr. Slumber, there's a young man out here
