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name was Brenda
She had the kind of booty that I'd always remember
I said to my man, "Stop the jeep"
She's only seventeen but, yo, don't sleep
I
name was Brenda
She had the kind of booty that I'd always remember
I said to my man, "Stop the jeep"
She's only seventeen but, yo, don't sleep
I
name was Brenda
She had the kind of booty that I'd always remember
I said to my man, "Stop the jeep"
She's only seventeen but, yo, don't sleep
I
crawl and hit rock 'n' roller
I'm caught in the swinging, hear no ties by the Pendulum
Just ???, so this is how I'm killing them
K is on the M.P., Jazz is
[Intro: Joi Starr (Ghostface Killah)]
I, can't, leave these streets alone, no more (Yeah, yo)

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I'm skinned up, Nikes is
I'm caught in the swinging, hear no ties by the Pendulum
Just? so this is how I'm killing them
K is on the M.P., Jazz is on the Technique
Marley's
gone, Brenda's still got a baby
What's happening? Lost ones in the land of the crazy
What's happening? You can have a bad bitch in a Mercedes
But that
there's kids starving
Pac is gone and Brendas still throwing babies in the garbage
I want to know what's going on like I hear Marvin
No school books they
[Joi Starr (Ghostface Killah)]
I, can't, leave these streets alone, no more (Yeah, yo)

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I'm skinned up, Nikes is
a thousand times,
The next day, I was still alive.
And I still believe in you,
Yes I do.
Let's do it now.
No. I was not crushed, I did not cry
You know
there's kids starving
Pac is gone and Brendas still throwing babies in the garbage
I want to know what's going on like I hear Marvin
No school books they
something to eat 
But still wearin my heat
Fuck it I'ma wake these niggas up so we can go hit the street
I went downstairs, couldn't believe my eyes
I seen
-e

Its a four letter word like fame
That fades and if you believe it

Your f-you-see-k- e-d

But how you sell soul to a
Souless people who sold their soul?
they spent 30 million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starving
Pac is gone and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know "What's
The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fucking
When there's kids starving
Pac is gone and Brendas still throwing babies in the garbage
I want to know what's going on like I hear Marvin
No school
they spent 30 million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starving
Pac is gone and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know "What's
starving
Pac is gone and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know "What's Going On" like I hear Marvin
No schoolbooks, they used that wood
I still believe in Sunday as being a day of rest
And maybe it's because I'm an Irishman
That I like Dublin best
Still whose who are you to tell me
and stay low
I twist more caps than the 40 oco
Bitches know, could tell by the look on the thug face
The way they play it in the club, it ain't safe
I iggity am what I am
I comes to get biz so bust the jam
I might not be the man but y'all I still proceed to slam, I cram
to understand why these
One two, one two
You're listenin to the grand groovin sounds
Of the diabolical energetical B-I-Z
Emmezah-A-Rrrah-K
And this goes out to my DJ
there's kids starving
Pac is gone and Brendas still throwing babies in the garbage
I want to know what's going on like I hear Marvin
No school books they
everything's connected going round and round and round
And I'm bound to the ground by the sound
I can't sit down, I can't be still, no rest until I get my fill
will still be rocking
You waste your time battling me I got mine happening, see?

You should have thought G, a little bit sooner
Instead of battling