That's my boy American son Hope I'm not around when he gets the idea to buy a gun There's our boy America's gone Hope we're not to blame when he gets
That's my boy American son Hope I'm not around When he gets the idea To buy a gun. That's our boy America's gone Hope I'm not to blame When he gets the
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spit bats that stick to DAT's sip snapples and twist off caps when you fuckin with the sickest cats [Vast Aire] Yo My life's not right [check one] My life's
My shell, mechanical found ghost But my ghetto is animal found toast My shell, mechanical found ghost But my ghetto is animal found toast My shell, mechanical found ghost But my
your culture or creed Or the color you bleed and it be Ox versus aliens All you see is Martians piled up That's jiggy shit my b-boy chest rises up You
of the rap and when I speak I guarantee that my lines will not be weak. They say a mind is a terrible thing to waste That's why I'm here and on the
Everybody's raised in blindness Everybody knows it's true Everybody feels that everything is real Any body's point of view Nobody can break their bondage
forests Words on the wind that sweetly say Full of fantasy Dragons in my dreams Look for the glory In the time's stream I just can flee Dragons in my
prospering and so what Jah's got a lot for them that don't move up The youths them prospering, try and know that Jah's done a lock pon them that can't
Magician among the spirits is drowning in a cave As Solomon's my witness, as Gabriel is my guard (god ?) Garden of the lovely ones in the devil's back
these bad intentions That you seem to get when you get a little older Days a lot colder, used to cry upon my mama's shoulder Till pop finalized it,
east broadway Same route as last week when couldn't find where he was due to play That seemed eons away Oh how he complained about doing a show that Friday
bullshit 'til my casket drops You know me boy, you owe me boy You wanna end up in my trunk dyin slowly boy? I'm confident, I'm on some shit Cause I been
my uneasy mind You dip and you swell, float and you find And sweet caress my uneasy mind Deep ocean, vast sea Deep ocean, vast sea Well, that's deep
a war That's fought for ideals that are dead I'll never have an argument again Because my dust will be your salt My blood will hydrate you all My heart
everything's fair That ain't right That's way a nigga, don't share That ain't right Your girl left you for a square That ain't right And now you see
