Lyrics:
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
witnesses
I'm the truth
Still, I remain calm like a soldier in war
Surrounded by, three bombs, cautious
Shots keep coming like I got three arms
Two trigger
of the folks behind
All on a beautiful morning
Two girls waiting by the railroad track
Two girls waiting by the railroad track
For their darlings to come
chocolate skin,
Mocha on Hershey,
She Cocoa, no vanilla-in...
Only Melanin, no vanilla-in, (2×)
(2×)
Black model, Black dancer, Black queen,
Black
A tale of two Cities
In the same city
A tale of two cities
Uptown and inner-city
One is black... one is white
The rule of law like day
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
Black Child
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
You know me, y'all dont know me?
Let me tell you a lil' something about me
How I came up
Where I came from
two Coronas, I dominate my opponents
To the hardcore niggaz, keep on, motherfucker
Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine
By
this black man
[Chorus: x2]
When I awoke at the 14th hour
Three black women had gave me a quick shower
I stayed a while and escaped in a truck
Driven by two guys, Rakim and Chuck
my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
Uh when shit hit the fan,
seven ak forty seven's (Clap clap)
Send yo black ass to Heaven (Blap blap)
Two more times for speaking your mind
Tech nine's extra clips and a beam
All
since I was 16
Came to my senses
I'm African-American, I'm African
I'm black as the moon
Heritage of a small village
Pardon my residence
Came from
Mestre Liminha's Roda
Corrido number 1:
Minha Capoeira antiga (x2), My old Capoeira
Tu precisas conhecer, You need to see it
Se tu vais no meu
page from Bris
He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips
Somewhere in the Florida sticks
It's a set up
Tell the crew to keep their
"In this country a man's home is his castle."
I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that
"In this country a man's home is his castle"
I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run 'cause revenge is fun! And I'm that
Thirty-one years and no conclusion
The boots were black
No-one's fooled by sly illusion
The boots were black
There's only one fact you need to know
It's a black, it's a black, it's a black
It's a black-man's world
All the pain and hardship for the boys and girls
Ohhh
Let yourself melanate
Let
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
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