Lyrics:
Only a woman would sweep for fifty years
The fifty miles of lines
Piling up the dark baked stones
On either side
So the lighter gypsum soil
eyes had seen fall short the glory of
It's been said from the soil of a prophet's graveyard
It's been said by the light of your mirror's vanity
It's been
ponury dżaz
Wiedz że to siedmiu mężów się zbiera
By jako duchy ostrzegać was
O o ta sinobroda
To upiór strzyga i wamp
Um plim pli um plam pla
Brzdęk
your skin, chicken heads gettin' slim
Like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil
Fortified with essential, vitamin and mineral
Use
Can't switch up Stayed down for myself
Imma have us when there's nobody else
Nigga throwing shots um um um um
Mad that im On em' at the top top top
Pre>c am
Many's the hour I've lain by my window
See am
And thought of the people who carried the burden
See am
Who marched in the strange fields in
to the beat of the t'balo
Now dig the story and follow
For then it landed, on American soil
Through the sweat, the blood and the toil
Hear, "Praise the Lord,"
And now all the brave are in the grave
Century is bending(?)
Have a very happy ending
To the victor go the ashes of the spoil
Seeds in the soil
two bad apples
On our family tree
Kind of ripened and rotted
In our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart
But I lacked
Fly guy grab a ho to a wing
Have a one night fling with a nigga on the
Standing tall like Kareem
By any means necessary dick game legendary
Fifteen
get better never give up
Things always get better
It takes time to see
If I believe what they told me
I'd quit a 100 times by now
One thing led
Go ahead baby go ahead baby
Go ahead baby go ahead baby
The few that knew had reason
Enough to be worried
Terrified by the righteous king
And his
everything I touch
Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck, foreign
Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout what? Borin'
Bane from it, I came from it
I'm raised by it, I'm
Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that
I was sittin' by the bank on a hollow stump
When I thought I heard me a bullfrog jump
Turned around and sure enough there
He sat
He said excuse me,
and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
Was about like
the snakes then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off
with the snakes, then ya'll go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would
bloom?
Will they bloom in the springtime?
Oh you flowers of peace
When the world should be ringtime
Will ye bloom, ever bloom?
I built my love a bower by
the story of another day
We will plant our seed there
In that virgin soil we'll await the harvest
If it comes at all
Wars will be many, powers will be great
[Professor X]
(We have come..)
by way of the stars, by way of the Nile evermore
(We have come..)
speaking the tongue of the pharoahes, descending
stands I hate myself more than public
Prose and poetry set to drown in murky sonics
Crucify the honest least they beg
To play the minstrel
Divide by 5th
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
Last of a dyin breed, soil of the Earth
Policed and been hated by the Church since birth
Bent and forgotten was the Prophet in
Silhouetted by the dawn
The schoolboys shuffled and yawned
Muffled underfoot by blankets of snow
Observed by a solitary crow
Traipsing across those
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