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he bears
You can't put him down for who he is or what he does
Cause you don't dig the holes that he dug
He said son this road of life's been known
we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.

There was New York Jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight
And every time that he'd get full he
dropped the cross in
The hole they dug 
His body convulsed with pain

Through an agony and torment 
That never a soul shall find 
He tilts His face
spurred and chewed him half away last week
On rooster hill

we set 'em down to let 'em scratch
And it took all I had to hold Cortez back
He dug a hole deep
passing you by
Don't cry
If you're breaking the rules
Making your moves
Paying your dues
Chasing the cool

Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface
through a hole that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and almost made son blind
He grabbed onto some grass and climbed
Pulled himself up out of his
through a hole that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and almost made son blind
He grabbed onto some grass and climbed
Pulled himself up out of his
her
You know she beautiful
Shit, I always love my mama
Blow holes through a Nigga if he touch my mama
You did whatever it took to keep the supper
Just as sure as that suns gonna shine
When he comes at his table I will dine

Just as sure as that dog's gonna whine
In my heart no longer will I
You know that bitch baby
He's talking shit about our clique
But he don't crazy
You see the writing on my dick
You know that trick, Tracy
Yeah,
a mob against me cause I`m lethal
Not that I`m a violent brother to the contrary
My vocals carry, and then I bury
MC`s in holes that they dug for
after ten or fifteen minutes he went back to the hole to check the height... full of water! Must have come from the river, eh?
Steve: Dunno...someone
stay by my side."

She dug a small hole in an icy drift,
This is where they would spent the night.
She curled herself 'round her helpless friend,
dick's at attention, amazed by the tingle
Thinkin about the ho, so I gave one a jingle...THEN
Threw a fuckin brew down my neck
St., crooked letter, D-E
and credit card scams
Joe took the stand, he sold his soul
But little did he know he dug a deeper hole
He lied on his friends and the judge flipped on him
that trunk 
Than in the cemetery and the mortuary 
Had a bullethole by the gas tank, put 1500 in the bank 
Drig the bitch for 18 but spent 300 last
to a mountain, dynamite and she'll blow
A big hole in that rock, like the one in my soul

We burried four workmen, they dug themselves well
From four empty
to a mountain, dynamite and she'll blow
A big hole in that rock, like the one in my soul

We burried four workmen, they dug themselves well
From four empty
the tombstone with his name
Hear the cries of a little girl in pain
Sitting alone by the grave, she screams and cries
But something was wrong with this bitch's
that trunk 
Than in the cemetery and the mortuary 
Had a bullethole by the gas tank, put 1500 in the bank 
Drig the bitch for 18 but spent 300 last
High blood pressure pills prescribed by Dr. Lawrence
Got me gainin' weight, fuckin' up my right kidney
Cousin raped that school allow' with me
and get outlined in chalk by the devil
I rep the borough that mothered this rap shit
I used to clap shit
Now I just lay back and mack on some mack shit
I
We ain't underground by accident
There's only a select few that can handle this
Freek shit, apparition of a poltergeist
Blessed with a heart when
some holes and some muthafuckin rips in me
But I don't give a fuck I just stay strapped
And be a soldier about that shit
When it comes to peelin'
are swinging!
And in the fields like a scene from a no parking lot
Abandoned for so many years cars start to rot
And buried in the garden in a hole dug