stay Your perfect enemy No longer waiting Remove illusions No more complaining Forget confusion No more confession Not sentimental I am now something Experimental You don?t
Your perfect enemy No longer waiting Remove illusions No more complaining Forget confusion No more confession Not sentimental I am now something Experimental You don?t
letter words won't hold any sway (uh uh) And in a paradise that shakes the word romantic to the bone Mystical forces are circling me, while perfect nostalgia is dating the enemy
for the chains and medallions Or the kid they don't like, from a beef from way back And decide that's the night, perfect time for payback It's wack for
cheap, however my jewels shines, The prisons got more niggas than the streets do, who average more than 30 murders a week (nigga we do) It ain't a war thang, its a
a fucking tendency's Fucking shit up overseas the pope's staring down on me Do never mention enemy, in strike dependency It's a multi plea fee, it's the
It's 1992 and niggaz need a miracle And no more song and dance like we shall overcome, and ain't got a chance Y'all stuck on "I have a dream" Need to
nation m.. Erase all rumor erase all scandal n.. Youth mission minister blow it out like a candle o.. The minister don't joke the minister don't jive
, I Might Act Like A Boy ,But I Hav The Mind Of A Man,Strait,See Shit Can Give U A False High,Wen U Think U Speakin To Me U Mite Be Screamin In My Eye
For instance, I turn a master to a presence Through the fenceless, that go against this, is plain senseless I'm out blastin, spit my word like a mack ten You ain't
why the u.s. has no friends in the world, we are, the enemy as the world burns, we stare at our t.v.'s not a worry or a care, were free from disease except
me On tracks, you couldn't bust a nut while a slamming a hammer in the Planters factory I'm seedier that your papi, you're a flower, son Your hour's come
Act Like A Boy, But I Hav The Mind Of A Man, Straight, See Shit Can Give U A False High, Wen U Think U Speakin To Me U Mite Be Screamin In My Eye...
Plaza A police sharpshooter watched the crowd Even as he saluted the flag After a minute of silence, church bells rang {Ain't no need in all the tears
