Lyrics:
what you do is run, but Bonz might have a gun.
Shit, you're being kicked by Richie Rich.
Stunned and bleeding, you're looking sad, well you pressed your
the light
i see the end (x2)
i see a frail hope, crushed by the weight of world
i see the light
i see the end
i see a frail hope, crushed by the weight
keep 'em on the run
Wise guys realize there's danger in emotional ties
See me, single and free
No fears, no tears, what I want to be
One, two, take
On that day when I see
All that You have for me
When I see You face to face
There surrounded by Your grace
All my fears swept away
In
never a trace of red
Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek
And someone's sneakin' 'round
to see my brother in pain when the man fights big man's wars
Don't know nothing 'bout no red, white and blue
Little men, big ?
Too many win, nobody
never a trace of red
Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek
And someone's sneakin' 'round
Watch your tongue or have it cut from your head
Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid
Children roam the streets now orphans of war
Bodies
you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
William Zanzinger, who
up one day, Lord to find that I was by myself
With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine
Sunday mornin' found me standin' 'neath
on fire (fire, fire)
This girl is on fire
She's walking on fire (fire, fire)
This girl is on fire (ohh)
Everybody stares as she goes by
'Cause they
Ginger takes her break at 10,
Lays aside her pad and pen,
Punches up "Stand by Your Man"
Down at Junior's grill.
I seen her dancing, she seen me
It's going down on us
We bout to drown from it
In the red in the red in the red
Markets in the red in the red in the red
Stocks still in the red in
on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try
Gang poppin' things, doing drive-by's and angers
Kids going to school putting fears
Understood sadly by a chosen few, you
April 2029 the final time the end my friend is not near
The hour in fact is quite here when the moon becomes red
of mine and as I walked thru the grave yard
I noticed this man kneeling down by the grave of a child
And in his hand he held a big red rose and tears were
Don't touch me now, I never said,
That you could see me when I'm dead,
Leave me now, admit your fear,
There are worse things than death in here,
cant see B.I.G. wit telepathy
the recipe of picture hardcore wit a gun
pimpin aint easy but it's always fun
when I bust my nut
I bust em one by one
so
gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us
All slip away
There was a window and by it stood
A mirror in which
Red rum, red rum, rain down like the frogs
Red rum, red rum, like a plague from the God
Red rum, red rum, fear in the front of your mind
Red rum, red
Red sky by morning, sailors take warning
The speck that's in our eye, it might be, a 2x4
c red sky is threatening
How do we know? How do we know?
I
damage on our quest for cabbage
They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it
Most wanted by the population murdered you for it
Exploit your weakness
[ Brother J ]
Descending from the tribes of Africa
Inspired by the great black leaders
[ Professor X ]
Vanglorious
This is protected
By the Red
sadly by a chosen few... you
April 2-0-2-9 the final time
The end my friend in not near the hour in fact is quite here
When the moon becomes red to guide
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