Lyrics:
being hated
Sleeping on the brother like
They heavily sedated
Some say I'm one in a million
I say I'm one of a kind
Only cocky when I rhyme
I'm Muhammad
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
scalp gets killed
Gangsters and pimps
Love lobsters and shrimps (love lobster)
Kool-Aid and chicken (Kool-aid)
Flashy things and women (flashy
a thing bout their city
A couple my brothers know something bout law
Seeing black councilman make me get litty
Give college as equity won't b a flaw
She
(ohh)
It's kind of hard to keep faith in the things that you do
When everybody turns their back (uh, oh yeah)
I'm just tryin' to get back, to what
trip we hiked down a steep bluff to an ocean beach in whipping rain. My little brother's clothes got wet from playing in the winter waves. My parents
heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
By the love I wish I had
Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
And things don't seem so
at me, but I'm goin gun happy, fuck em!
Shootin everything in sight tonight's the night to get hyped
and fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
And by
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
[Biz Markie]
Huh?
Yo this is funky!
We gon' get down to the point
And I'm just gonna say - I'd like to thank my man Rashad
But we gon' get down
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
do you do the things you do? (Uh yeah)
Well don't you get ground down by a Marowak
Oh yeah
What kind of Pokémon are you? (Ghostly Gengar, ha yeah)
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
things they still ain't even thought of yet
A good homie is hard to come by
But most times you get done by the ones you trust most
So, I gotta
living on the street
Whatchu gon' do, when you're stuck in the heat
Of a drive by, night time, shooting down your wind chimes
Little brother's outside,
does not bear good fruit
Is cut down and thrown into the fire
Therefore, by their fruits you will know them
Love suffers long and is kind
Love does
.
He smiled and said, sometimes at night I walk out by the river
The city's one big town, the water turns it upside down
People found this city
to earn respect
'Cause that's just what
KR collects
See, what do you expect
When you rhyme like a soft punk
You walk down the street and get
the faith, ow
Don't let nobody take you down, brother
Just keep your eyes on the prize
And your feet flat on the ground
Keep the faith, baby, yea
Because
Dear Mr. President
The world has gone astray
Brothers are dying
They won't live to see today
Was it all worth it
You had to lie to get your way
(...???..., yeah)
- Ian Paice on drums, yes.
Alright
There once was a woman
A strange kind of woman
The kind that gets written down in history
Her name
kind of felt curious
A character inspired by my brother's life
Winding through the hills
Seeing far behind
On and on we drove
Down narrow streets
kind of felt curious
A character inspired by my brother's life
Winding through the hills
Seeing far behind
On and on we drove
Down narrow streets
.jpg/199px-The_Swon_Brothers_(22156089649).jpg "The Swon Brothers")
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