Lyrics:
to the crib-o
Is it Rambo? No, the mic ammo
Stompin' you down on the ground, task forces
Let you know Rhyme Syndicate bosses
Any show, any tour, we house
And the silent White House with the
James Brothers once in command
But see the sauerkraut Mafia men
Deserting the sinking White House ship and
Their main mindless,
Uh, yes, y'all, baby
Yeah, work it out
Work it out, dawg, work it out now
Uh, y'all motherfuckers
Big dawgs in the house, what?
Terror Squad,
broken
Mmm, well nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark)
broken
Mmm, well nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark)
strength day after day
Music is our language
That we all understand
I need you, you need me, we need each other
I can't save the world alone
But we can do
emissions
Save the world
We're setting records just by heating up the world
And celebrating
When there's people without houses
In the heat
While you barely
slowed up
The government versus the people, now tell me
Who rules the world with only one desire?
I don't believe there's anything higher
Rather get it
looking at his face
Drawn on the wall when i drive
Everyday passing by the place where he died
He the reason i wrote this text
Blue mafia
Most of them
And replaced the Ten Commandments with something I wrote?
The world warfare ended some thousands of years ago by
The rapper Lord Infamous ScareCrow
pray to Lord, my soul he keep By the grace of God, I'm still here
I have no fear, I'm still here
Now I lay me down to sleep before I wake, please save
THIS HOUSE by Ezra Vancil
This house is burning down
we’re moving underground
where silence is the cure
We’ll have a drink or two
we’ll watch
"Yes, it is I," says me
And all who agree are more than three 'cause they're we
Yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about
"Yes, it is I," says me
And all who agree are more than three 'cause they're we
Yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about
the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin', eatin' pastas
Layin' in the house tellin' the seeds about the sagas
Before we got dramatic and thoughts got sporadic
We grabbed
Round 2
Happening after World War 2
Even the mob
The mob didn't have no control ya know what im sayin
Over this pimpin
Where it was found to be
Pat G’s in the house
And you know i make it bounce
Known to leap tall buildings in a single bound
Up up and away can never keep me down
Knockin
That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent
The 50th Law is based on the following
mouth you got, it'll create yo' hype
And you might wanna watch it cause it could save yo' life
[Chorus: Royce]
I don't mess with what I can't leave in
the people confused
Damned by the media that keep 'em subdued
I been around the world, seen a lot of shit in my life
Same sirens, same ghetto birds swirlin'
Dear God I know that you can save me
That Bugatti want my mind soul and my body
Dear God I know that you can save me
Them Principalities tryna keep
world is not my home
Lord save us bring us all home to your throne
And for the umm uhh people that don't know what's going on
I ain't talking bout sean
heard you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
These silver bullet cigarettes
This burning house
see my world
After all the things I’ve seen in my life
And all the things that have unfurled
save her save her I think I’m gonna save her
She’s got
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