All my homies drinkin' liquor, tears in everybody's eyez Niggaz cry to mourn a homie?s homicide But I can't cry instead I'm just a shoulda Damn, why'd
I know it's been some time But there's something on my mind You see I haven't been the same Since that cold November day We said we needed space But
God! hear me as I am screaming out my rage Father! guide my hands through the battle fields My sons follow me now is the time to fight I'll show you
Dancin' when the stars go blue Dancin' when the evening fell Dancin' in your wooden shoes In a wedding gown Dancin' out on 7th Street Dancin' through
English Quietly awakening... I always, always wish that these fleeting thoughts would reach you...Unable to move forward across "just a little more" distance
I met God's Will on a Halloween night He was dressed as a bag of leaves It hid the braces on his legs at first His smile was as bright as the August
Lyrics to Things Will Change : Hands in the air! (X 4) [KRS] Good looking, word... DJ Revolution, word up... Let's do this, kid... Here we go! [Chorus
How long will they mourn me Yeah! This for my nigga Kato It's still on nigga Thug Life, Thugs for life Ha Ha yeah, how long will they mourn me Yeah nigga
People keep tellin' me Better save your money, babe Save it for a rainy day And I say, let it rain 'Cause it sure ain't money, babe 'Cause me to say what
"Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up" "Whassup nigga?" "Get over there, shit" 'Ya lil' punk, ass nigga" "C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy" "God damnit,
Stalkin', walkin' in my big black boots Stalkin', walkin' in my big black boots Goddamn, another fuckin' payback with a twist The motherfuckers shot
Up early in the mornin', dressed in black Don't aks why 'cause I'm down in a suit and tie They killed a homie that I went to school with I tell ya life
Peace. ha-ha don't make me laugh All I hear is motherfuckers talkin' succotash Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Once again it's on, the Nigga you love to hate Ice Cube's in the motherfucking house Yo I wanna say what's up to the niggas from the Lench Mob J.D., T
Stay off his dick Nigga, some don't think I can flow So here we go to a new track to show the wack That I can throw styles that show up I blow up and
I was told 'cause I didn't witness the whole act In and out was the movement of the bozack It was hot and sweaty and lots of pushin' Then the nut came
(Gary L. Yoder & G.R. Grelecki) Rest at ease today All my love is on the way Take my time Take my heart It's open to you Slow down We can make it. Down
Let's get the fuck out of here, it's like a congregation From every drinks glass drips condensation She's got her jacket on her back We put our last drinks