Lyrics:
Forced to self
Destruct
And reconstruct my creeds
I'm left in a stranger's body
But never the face of defeat
I'm stripped of every part
I violently wanted
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
need a sign
I know what I want but it all is a lie
If I can't prove it by what I do with my time
I got the heart to train hard focus for hours
tattoos, light the fuse
Face painted Aztec red with all the blood I’ve bled
Red oceans turn to quicksand, My eyes soul never lies. Despite the fear this is
or write
But I got every creed and type, you need a dyke, babygirl I see the light
But sometime why'all get crimey crimey, grimy grimy
But those with
the secrets that you seek
Are all around you-
Use your eyes.
The threads cannot be broken
That have brought you here to me -
And bind two foes together
about
I'm a fresh MC, who's on his way
To be an MC with the most to say
And to all those out there, that don't know me
I go by the name of D. M. C.
With the illusion that you’re right
Your mind is trapped in a no walls prison
Chained by fanaticism and senseless creeds
Too blind to be aware of your
Him speaketh in tongues, embedded into the hearts of all flesh
Yeah, stanyoi, whoi
Oh, God, I beg for forgiveness
So help me, Lord, yes, I beg
believe
Every day I repeat
Yeah Imma run it up like rocky and creed (yeah, woah)
You don't know
All the pain that I seen
We crashed on the street
I had
spirit free
Began livin' in respectability
But his old ways of thinkin' wouldn't die
Could not forget the old creed he lived by
And the good and bad
Big faces, I need big faces
All the guys sip Ace, we need 'bout six cases
I came up in the hood with the risk takers
Ran when the pigs chased us
aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want
Niggas pass first, it's Mamba Mentality I ain't no fucking Magic
Gotta keep pole, live by the creed I'm a fucking assassin
I'm 24 I ain't no fucking Magic
Bleed, creed,
Heat, freeze
Back to the crib is not real
Deal with the problems I face
And with shit that I feel
I don't wanna dive
They all wanna take
a champion
Need a good girl by my side like a companion
Never been a silver boy all I see is fuckin' gold
And real ones got mo ice on than Captain Cold
Hot
don’t know even what the fucks happening Motherfucking false prophets nothing more than mannequins
We all got fucked up by this caste creed system
Uhh
Run
catch these
Who's the Sam Sneed makin' microphones bleed
Poker face creed while my mind just read
Shorty got rhythm but her freak got freed
That's
like Casino
Janet Reno, we all we got the creed to Nino
Pretty cars in the driveway
If you cut it then you sideways, double up, crime pays
Mama's
Reno, we all we got the creed to Nino
Pretty cars in the driveway
If you cut it then you sideways, double up, crime pays
Mama's tryna save me
But she
defined by a potion
I feel humbled and chosen
When I walk by california oceans
Keep my head down and focus
Repeat the Creed's rehab told us
I'm not
all in
Men of every creed and race gathering
Is something that I still believe in
We unite and we will fight
Hold the line
It's time to rise to your
Feel this,
To all those races, colors, and creeds, every man bleeds for the
Countless victims and all their families of
The murdered, tortured
Him speaketh in tongues into the hearts of all flesh
Yeah stanyoi
Whoi
Oh God, I beg for forgiveness
So help me Lord, yes I beg for forgiveness
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