up those who are asleep March on, left to right to left again Our feet in sync to this rhythym Conducted by the hand of the saving One Report, fall in line
who are asleep March on, left to right to left again Our feet in sync to this rhythm Conducted by the hand of the saving One Report fall in line, big
Traduzione: SETTE POSTI. Fall In Line.
the scientific with every line of the rhyme Mozart of street rap, breaking the barriers Space harrier filled with forties and pit terriers Ready to mangle, anybody crossing the line
The way I used to carry got buried in the backyard Caught between a scotch and a cinnamon Pop-Tart The bell doesn't work, foo, you better knock hard Line by line
s a wind of change, the message is love Protect the seven seas, protect the helpless trees We need the wind of change, the message is love Verse 1: Black rain falling
heart No I will never let them break me We got lost in Phoenix, seemed like such a long time Seven months of livin' swimming on those thin white lines
to See my mom, show her my new pair of shoes and tell Her about my new song, they wear a clean pair of Jordan's, the eighty seven's to be exact, yo with
Now let me tell ya somethin bitch Get yaself headstone and a box of pine Cause when I catch up with ya, ya ass is mine The line is drawn word is bond
I used to be a doggone fool, fall for a woman's story every time But no more, I swear Well, I used to be a, be a doggone fool, fall for that old woman
My lessons adolescence till I'm out of the presence Her outta the essence, the hour of seven The tower of heaven, the power of legend I place flowers
Ke' it's your place, and your time and year My nigga J.B., he fell right up in line Cause we 24 hour fit, and it's the click on I Seven wet and 2-2,
[feat. Nitty] Yeaaa hahaha uhuh conway Is this a flamer? Yea szir I got Black- with me, Nitty ha! Listen I'm a ball till I fall Spit it lik I did it
(feat. Nitty) Yeaaa hahaha uhuh conway Is this a flamer? Yea szir I got Black- with me, Nitty ha! Listen I'm a ball till I fall Spit it lik I did it
my space Hundred grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face For they butterfly-stich ya face If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in place
it's buck, quick bandages One of these soldiers just can't stand 'em Make me had to do a one-eighty-seven (one eighty-seven) With a MAC-10, reactin' like
] Ladies and gentlemen We are gathered here today To join I see it, yeah Yeah, yeah I like this right here Yeah, yeah One-Two, One-Two, in the place
