Lyrics:
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
Used to move two a day
Talking about fluently
Break down into little pieces like when your tooth decay
So I wrote an album about how I used to be wild'n
all, elected officials, give us police. We want money
It's no surprise to me our access is tragically layered
The only privacy we got left this pad full
to the moon
When I walk in the room
I'm the flyest to the moon
When I walk in the room
I'm the flyest to the moon
When I walk in the room
I'll see you soon
When
words, lines and rhymes
He’s Sun Light, whoops, I meant Moon Shine
He will ruin any beat
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Listen to his words, lines
bed this shit look like Manhattan
Police pull me over I just get to speaking Latin
2 things in this world that I swear I'll never do (Never)
Smoke
me
By my poetry writing bars Without profanity
It's catchy bending ways that's Flexibility
I ain't dead just so I flex in my Ability
I E S stressing my
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Mama said it would be days like this
Knew the police was gon' raid like this
Knew this shit was in my veins like
or
Un-corrupt police at least "Come on Will
You gotta tell me!" I grabbed and
Shook him by the arm
The L train was leaving Bedford with 10
000 white
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
at the start of 1971, by the way. Best of vol.2, 1973 is the first actual Bee Gees album that had it. This is their second recording of it; that first one, was
police brutality and what it was like growing up in the streets of Compton
In a riot following the album's release, hundreds of people bought and destroyed
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food
Reporter:
Police search for clues on the Q 111
Bus where two people were shot, one fatally
Witness 1:
You heard like a few shots ring out and uh
You
wanted more so I strike a pose and pop it
Pop it, better make a rack of the album if I don't
Well I better, so make some deposits
Make me an album, then
The United States of America
By the people
By the people
The show in Hollywood, those were 21-and-older people
They had police out there
Cardin'
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the It's About Time album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album
and listen
Iyo ham, ham
Oh nkosi yam
A lot of people tried to discourage me man
And told me I must not do this album man
Why sing about Tambo
Leave politics
we'll be there soon
Yeah The gang we is some goons
Dropping bodies by the moon
Yeah
We throwing bands like running man
Do a little dance and you think
on him
Mum comes home to a house
Surrounded by blue tape
And a bag of police try to stop her coming in
Confusion, pain, anger, suffering
I understand why
We're in some Africa sci-fi shit
Police really schooled in immaculate drive-bys
It's crazy and I've been floating near oceans on high tide
(I'm wavy)
I'm livin' in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
stop till my casket
Or I hurta them bastards
[skit]
Sacramento rap artist see-Bo faces crimial charges in the state of Ohio
Local police cease two
Crawling, just to make a statement
In this matrix
Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
Somehow found, amazing!
By the department of sanitation
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