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done went wild, yo, check it

There was a Hardy Boy mystery I tried to solve again
Dude that broke in my crib, it wasn't involving him
Four in
By the last breath of the fourth winds blow 
Better raise your ears 
The sound of hooves knocks at your door 
Lock up your wife and children now
By the last breath of the fourth winds blow 
Better raise your ears 
The sound of hooves knocks at your door 
Lock up your wife and children now
By the last breath of the fourth winds blow 
Better raise your ears 
The sound of hooves knocks at your door 
Lock up your wife and children now
headed to D.C. two by twos 
Cause those low down, profound, killin' four blues 

Lookin' for my Congressman to make it well known 
But the politicians
I came to Summerset to sow the seeds of wild dependent
The people seemed to understand and watch me passin' by
[ steel ]
Some people say he's like his
yourself and no where to go
now you both are feeling tough so you go at it some more
you punch him in the face. 4 and 4 is now the score
new problems 4. and all new pain
All the faces are filled with so much anger
Losing our dignity and hope from fear of danger
After all the wars, after
The innocent and the poor
They've got nothing to hide
But the rich recite in numbers
Their fear resounds in side

Children starve by the millions
the cavalry!)

Admidst the battle roar,
Accountants keep the score: 10-4.
They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone.
The bluebells are ringing for
place is the world they face
Though one they never made
Held back by the cruel attack
They remain afraid
And dream to share the light again
Here we're
the score
now who the dog, you the one that's on all four 
Come on I got to get this party to a new height
Keep it tight ain't got no time for no fight
of the main reasons I don't give a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When
Chorus:

4 da children let's stick together
4 da children try-make life a little better
4 da children try to make this world a better place
4 da
She in the latest shoe that Giuseppe had.
Blow game like the late dizzy Gillespie had.
That's some good jaw.
Pop quiz,
Good score.
She call her
like baller ID. 
And I get under niggas skin, 
They should call me IV. 
But if you try me nigga, 
I will be your caller ID. 
And that means I got
'cause they founded
Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid

Golden, 'fore I forget hold it
Got to shout out the block, four-fifth Holden
cover
Island lover
To kiss and caress her under cover

She cannot take it no more she's got one foot trough the door
Need some time by herself she
And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
Cause if we die we still gone? be some dead niggas.

You don't really think you're gonna get away, do
And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
Cause if we die we still gone? be some dead niggas.

You don't really think you're gonna get away, do
"Renegade" by Em and Jay
Symmetrical braids, incredible edible legs
Just to track her down I went on a ghetto crusade
Serenade this angel like Cyrano de
Cause I knew, that it was time to move on

	"Keep moving, keep moving on" "Moving oooooooooon" (Repeat 4x)
Hot summer night
Rolling on the deuce just
but at birth he'll measure six foot four
Each generation as the time goes by

Will grow and grow until they reach the sky
And finally someday I said
Sweep like a Knickerbocker, the 3rd stops ya
And after dark, I play the part of boot knocker

Twenty-four seven, always out to get some
Slap her
score, then out by the morn
How I dip and ride that whip I drive
On I-95 getting he'd in the ride
Me and Root sipping Gin and The Juice
Jewelry