Lyrics:
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting
Over East-End Protection rights)
Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars -
Last night the word came down, ten dead in Chinatown
Innocent, their only crime was being in the wrong place, at the wrong time
Too bad, people say
Last night the word came down, ten dead in Chinatown
Innocent, their only crime was being in the wrong place, at the wrong time
Too bad, people say
of cheesecake
East side…East Side…
They said it was over
10 years passed so fast and our hair just kept getting greyer here together
Retiring with the Space
yeah
Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, 'cause we 'bout to get fucked in here
You heard
Do no harm, shed no blood,
The only law here is love
We can call the kingdom down here on earth
Beat your swords into plows,
Don't be afraid
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
(Icebreaker)
(The IC-E) we found that missing changes
In the immigration laws
And regional enforcement by
The federal government
Are maybe unfairly targeting
ride this one's for the killers and dealers
still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)
stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving
ride this one's for the killers and dealers
still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)
stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving
bash, forgettin
The laws, created by the creators
There's no more masters, just master-perpetrators
We did time with the rhyme like a bid
Now we're
and ten of us niggas
See, that's the way we kick it
Twenty of us, and ten of us probably got an extension
Everybody playin' broke 'cause they think I can
around town, he sold a little pot.
The law caught wind of Sonny and one day he got caught.
But he was back in business when they set him free again.
3) Absurdity of war (x3) Irony of life (x3) Militias in the streets
Music by Rita Tekeyan Lyrics by Rita Tekeyan
© 2021 RITA TEKEYAN ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
up north
Where seven make a three, turn a ten by law
Crescent moon wink, when I blinked it was gone
Left the crib, smacked, no sheath on the sword
I run the track by lacing the strings and the bass kicks
That's the basics
And then wear the loop like bracelets
I will forever write thorough
risen from the grave
This dat freedom for the slaves x 2
I want to inspire and uplift you
I could see the old me in my rearview
Chasing swerving lanes
streets
You got no right to eat by the laws of life you keep
Ain't no love lost, none taken, none given
Stressing how I'm living it, thinking when my
real, so raw
My bloodline is down by law
My pedigree is so Zone Three
So Zone One, so Zone Four
In other words fuckboy I ain't no ho
Nigga, I'm known
It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right here
Rest in peace Mac Miller
It's been like ten years
Here we go, yeah
Visualizin' and realizin' my life
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
and man
For the ages to come
I hear the fanfare sounding louder
Upon the wings of the wind will he descend from the sky
Ten thousand angels by his side
to come to the back
They got the people in office
The crackers that had us in chains
They make the laws, they goin' hard
Dang, they even started a gang
Ten four Red Dog it's on
Aiyyo question:
what does an Afro-rockin next-droppin Westside type
have in common with a East rock a vest put you
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