[A poem by P.B. Shelley (1792-1822)] Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years, Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe Are brackish with the salt of human
Have you been adventuring From your native grieving I elect its conquered She elects its conquered These paths to exit These paths rise often They
add to the plight of the black man, denyin his right to fight as an equal, for self-esteem Ran through the crew or so it seemed Cause even in times when
Another time another place said I'll say it to your face I'll let you know this is my life I'll let you know that I wont cry I won't even waste my time
I pass At the same time everytime I receive, they be saying he's tip-toeing fast Like a motherfucking ninja, or I mean the karate kid At the same time
hoes out there still playin games You niggas let'em do it so yo ass to blame When it gets out of hand you want to kill a bitch Long time ago should have
too much to tell And I wanted you to stay But we're still on the borderline There's still so much to say But yet so much unsaid Find the time, your
James family rest in peace [Verse 1:] I grew up in a house with my mother Didn't have my punk asss father Cuz he felt it was his time to move on It seems
be home, But if you'd please leave your message at the sound of the tone, Excuse me for my fear of the telephone My house, my tomb, I can't even write a song
war 'cause it's staggering But thats 'cause we're killing everybody that we see And most of us soldiers we can barely fall asleep And time and time
m on the good side, but this worlds so shaky at times I swear this planets on an intergalactic fault line Every time I race I cant win I keep pace till
as the sun. rising in the East. Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme. Beauty and the Beast. Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme Beauty and
would even look at a ruined shell who's hanging by a string of all the empty words you speak i'll listen to them till the end of time just keep
a friend who talks to Jesus, To heal her broken heart, She's holding on to pieces, She's never even thought, letting go. Still so young, but our time
In the back of this Nissan You make me so hot I love you on fire That's just what this song's about Hair pressed against the skin My fingers on your
fat section at the mom and pops And I'm the Reason that your little brothers not a gangster I'd like to take a little bit of time to just thank you for
ain't promised That's why the wise move in silence Analize these scandalous times It's hard dogg but we manage Schools turn to war zones Even homes unsafe