Lyrics:
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not
get the folks hot
what do you suppose locked the shows rock
is gotta be their old and cold pops
Racism is passed down and Gate gives them mad frowns
to be
Hell there's a kid down by the dump there, ought to be in grade school somewhere
Now he hangs out with me, now I told him
Keep yourself
get off of kicks, vick your flick
Hard as bricks, rock ya sick over the mix
The L, L, C, O, O, L J Period now you know bro!
N-I-T-R-O yo go for what
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch
Cold
You know the yolk it's spreading from
You laugh as people scatter 'bout
Surrounded by a veil of stars
You realize your life is dark
don't care if your black ass got clean underwear
Fuck your hair, fuck your clothes, fuck your car you a star nigga who you are
What you don't know you
on the floor
And I mix the darks and whites
Oh baby, your kisses are pure
And the sex lasts for hours
You want me more the less I shower
I'm a sight
the pigs are caught by the pigs and taken
In the pen to get fried like bacon
You still can't trust no hoe
And Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories
the torture's comin' up,
Trip through the mind, at the end you'll find it's
The punisher
Kill 'em again!
I hold the mic as hostage, emcees are ransome,
You're a silhouette I'm a starless sky
In a well-lit room I'll hide in the corner from you
We let the hours pass by
Kill the time
As the light
Are your kids so terrible you gotta beat on them too, you drunk motherfucker?
(Rebel flag) In your schools
(Rebel flag) In your parks
(Rebel flag)
Left Brain!
Snow so white, moon so bright
They're on a playground making canines fight
Ain't no place for my kids to go
The wolves are rowdy
rock
Yellow brick squares yeah
Nigga I'm the wiz here
Can never fear
Fuck boy you just live here
Kill your kids here, put you in a wheel chair
And leave
the car)
It ain't even that deep baby
You don't have to worry you
Can ride with me now
Niggas are quick to scream how
They die for me now
Only got one
Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And the both of them are
Saving up their money
Then they come home from work
Sittin' by the fire
Radio just
a fresh kid,yeah he's alright
Grew up with the pushers and the pimps of the night
And you could measure or even treasure
The thought that
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
the block
Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks
It's the project kid without a conscience, I'm havin' dreams
Of hearin' screams at my concerts,
to go for backup
To do what you gotta do
So you'll be back with France CU
Traitor in your crew is mafo heat
Put the poison in your tea
And kill
got Chuck Barry, you got Rosetta Tharp
And rock n' roll is starting to get some attention
But then along comes Elvis
And people are acting like, "Oh
And picked the rose, it wilted
The second I introduced myself as nervous
Well it appears the scars of learning have spoken
Some are burning, some are frozen
Yo, Nas, whattup?
Yo, whattup, kid?
What's goin' on, Ill?
I'm just tryna tell these brothers where I'm comin' from
You know what I'm sayin'?
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
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