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feels like coming home every time I'm near You
No idea, no idea
Yours is a love so true and amazing
There's so much of You
I really have no idea
Dogs of the world unite
It's Public Enemy

Goddamn I state with my fist uplifted
In a state where our freedom is severely twisted and
Abused, I'm
watch those trains go rolling by
Rolling by, rolling by
I'm watching the trains
The trains

5:15 is just a train
5:24 it leaves the station again
you'll lose!

Here comes two big pioneers, rolex watches
Cars by the pairs, in stock we got shares
EPMD "that's right!"
Legendary, hardcore b-boy is
so-called scene
'Til all that's left Is just a meaningless fad
Hardcore formulas are dogshit
Change and caring are what's real
Is this a state of mind
Bad news is come to town
He's walking three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn't know where she
Fell apart as humans will, they walked away from everything
Carry a lantern, 'cause I may live away
Where I can relax when I leave this place
Defined by
Hardcore to make the brothers act fools
Hardcore to make the brothers act fools
Hardcore to make the brothers act fools
Hardcore to make
My friends, my family, its for all you kids
Hardcore is everything, it means the world to me
This scene, my brothers, my true friends, and my
Staten Island is where I'm at
Y'all amateurs act like hoes offendin us
We're special eders go on tours on banana bus
D. O. Same m. O., drive through
one fresh with a folds
Grill in the back with a grill in the front
24-carrot gold on my trunk
Got a rope like a python hanging 'round my neck
Got
that it's a good idea (came through)

In fact, it's a good idea
You can bring that ass here
Acting like you had that pill
Where your cup? When
Words by Timothy Wright
Based on Joshua 24:15

You've been running and running
Running for a long time
Your time is winding up
You better make up
have known by now, Eazy does it

From around the way, born in '73
Hardcore B-boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's obsolete
A nigga with a serious ass
have known by now, Eazy does it

From around the way, born in '73
Hardcore B-boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's obsolete
A nigga with a serious ass
have known by now, Eazy does it

From around the way, born in '73
Hardcore B-boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's obsolete
A nigga with a serious ass
These ghosts are good at what they do. haunting hallways floors imprinted by 24 years of footsteps. the ceiling is wearing thin and any day it
still on the run
No idea where to look
And no idea for what

The walls are getting closer now
Run faster, run if can
Somewhwre, down here

Is what
high like 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills demons
Long as I'm still breathin' I'm
at all you haters
I'm so high I hear your prayers
I'm just blessed to make a livin'
Where I'm from I won't forget it
Makin' millions by the minute
At this
the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
24-7, mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your little life like
shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy making thirty cents a day

Well,
need oxygen,
Little bit of heaven doin' 24-7 again
Yeah, again and again

Like I was sayin'
My little cupid was real super freak
By the time that I came
Knowing too much
Where the river might end up
After the windy road of
Misadventure

Feeling the wasting
Ideas, evaporating
Alone, still
Niggas bugging out, asking when we coming out
Samps is running out, need new shit to talk about
How you doing (where you been) in the biz
Sitting