Lyrics:
of Eau Claire - do you know what time it is?
I said people of Eau Claire, do you know what time it is?
cwe it's time to - get up, get up, uh, and give ‘im
moon lighting
And Street Fightin' under new Bison
But when I pull out that AR? 15 nigga
I don't mean Ab so don't get too frightened
How you Tyson in this
you're shot!
How many got to die in vain
Before we kill the fucking cops?
(Before we kill the fucking cops)
(Before we kill the fucking cops)
We got
please tell us how much must we endure
We’ve tolerated too much, we can’t tolerate no more
For the next many ensuing days, about a hundred years or so
We
try and destroy
Come on now
I hear 'em whisperin' in corners speakin' dirty talk on us
Bout how we too grown up, that we unknowners
And my
Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep
N**** when I find you
Weak muthaf***as don't deserve to breathe
How many n****s down to die for me
Yeah, yeah
to breathe
How many niggas down to die for me? Yeahh-yeayy!
West coast ridah, comin' right behind ya
Should've never fucked wit me
I want money hoes sex
nigga, young girls with Penny figures
So many niggas, stacked upon each other
It's the black upon each other that we love so much
Wonder how many of us
me with a courtly bow
And hides his pain by acting proud
He drinks too much and he laughs too loud
How can I deny him?
Let us dance beneath
duckin' y'all
It's respect—but then tomorrow, put my back against the wall
How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead?
Is it Moses? Is
into something else
Not a day goes by that I don't wonder how it would feel to feel absolutely nothing at all
Clocks tick by at 300 bpm with
and all he could have been
Was proven by the troubled traitors hand
For what other death could wound the hearts of so many men
That was the president
(WEAU Weather Broadcast)
I don't wanna see
Where my life goes
Without you by my side
Yeah I don't wanna see you go
I can't stand this pain
It feels
moon and stars was born
It's hard to explain how these pyramids formed
Talent that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs I'll be burning, burning hot
the Moon’s already gone
I am quiet, I’m here
I’m one
You get the jungle in a cage
It’s something really outrageous
Come on, you turn you next page
How many
an ounce by the HR
24 jack baur
Brudda I aim high
And I bang slice of the pie
Yh man tried
So many tried
So many cried
So many couldn't stop
No matter how
ima need a lawyer or casket
Fake love
Yea They smile in your face
How many lives it gonna take
Wonder why we riot and rage
Kinda hard to smile through
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon
shadow-watching
In allegorical caves
But if you knew better
You'd do better they claim
Sometimes I think Plato
Would be ashamed
Everybody got a story
But how many
see is from your point of View
Blinded by your energy
The rainbow is the color of Your skin
Tell me what i'll do without You
Can i see the moon without
the system is broken
Another victim of a chokin'
By a modern day lynch mob
The cops probably wished they could've roped him
How many tears gotta fall?
How many
all the lessons that was taught to me
Headed up field but couldn't dodge the last tackler
How could a forward thinker move so ass backwards?
How
'Cause I'ma keep it G real
I don't fuck with you cuz
You disrespected me
You disrespect my hood by telling me take off my flag asking how gangsta
no tame swing (gotta get mark)
Insane, so many hoes done took ah loss,
Nigga get tossed by the boss
And I'm off the hook when I put it down Bone,
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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