Lyrics:
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Yep, I'd rather be called deadly
For my killer show tune medley
Thank you
'Cause way down deep inside
I've got a dream
He's got a dream
He's got
a punch line than a cunch line
You see, tryna find a shot that's a tough grind
You spot one by spot one on the front line
When the race gets tekky I've
from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed
By eighteen to twenty year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
Desert shadows creep across purple sands
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans
There, silhouetted under and eastern star
I see my long lost
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
really wanna show you
I had the master plan
I'm in the Caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-TECs to take over this projects
They call him
tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"
Awakened by a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love this
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
through.
Say hello to the love man
You can't afford to pass him by
Say hello to the love man
Now I've said it, don't forget it, you'd regret it
Or tomorrow
Caravan's in the sky
Planets are floating by
Four thousand megatons
Out prophets are forlorn
She gives you groove and love
Vibes and sounds
better have your gat in hand, cause man
Chorus
[Notorious B.I.G.]
I had the master plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs
down? Nigga, holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin'
down? Nigga, holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin'
oh boy
So now I'm down Rosecrans in a Caravan
Passing Alameda, my gas meter in need of a pump
I got enough to get me through the traffic jam
another drug to juggle
Another day, another struggle
I had the master plan, I'm in the Caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-TEC's to take over
the pieces and keep Them,
I seem to plead:
""Lead me to a time
We'd find our ways through the maze by reading through the Signs"".
But feeble is the mind
My testimony is being master of ceremonies
Never phony, if you knew better, you would do better, homie
If you don't know me by now, you'll probably
done seen the devil sit beside my seats
Pourin 40's for my dawgs deceased
Makin waves but I aint by a beach
From the mud so I kept the cleats
If money
need to take a bath
Erase the charts we must remain on task
What I'm seeing is the game's, tied up by 2 chains
The groups face being clogged up by a new
XP, press adeptly, less a medley more devour
As I roll initiative, my swift disposition is to
Close on your position, kill and split like cell division
walk, a tired gaze
The caravan’s ten miles away
Word’s getting out with zero doubt I’m taking the fall
Blue ocean shelf I’m on my way
Black pills, ten
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