Lyrics:
The other day we went to a carnival we
Thought we'd be able to be in there
And just go on some rides
And nobody will notice anything within like
Seven minutes
a message in the music ain't a part of the game
A, coincidence that we livin' a lie
A, coincidence that we only get by
A, coincidence that so many are lost
take care ah ya
Scared ah ya, I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm America's Most
Barely coast ta coast
If you ready for whateva you can ride wit me
But
memorial, we see faces, names, dates. All are reminders that the suffering brought by war is intensely personal and its violence indiscriminate. In the broad
at that time
So I came up there to Baseline, it was Beans' birthday, matter of fact
And I played like seven beats
And, you know I guess he was in
We have a weird homicide
In a scene described by one investigator as reminiscent of a weird religious rite
Hello
They call me Schadenfroyd
Im
to rosamond to get a beer and tell everybody there
Including ronnie cook what had happened to his car.
I gave him the money
He acted real funny
He hocked
asked is anybody learning from the past,
Were living in united stagnation
Father...what have I done,
I took that 22,
A gift for me from you,
When they surround our troops
They surround our troops
When they surround our troops
As a kid in the Caribbean I wished for a war
I knew that I
to blue
There are more hats in Team Fortress 2
Than there are real forts in the whole EU
'Fort Boyard' took 56 years to complete
So by the time that it was
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
for a minute
If there's enough room here for you and me
There's plenty of room for some humanity
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
she would do more good than damage
But I'll be damnest...if America didn't get out there and show her whole ass
In front of the whole class
Cuz in
Opium and this ish
And then we fake a war as
If we were minding our business
America the beautiful, oh how I resent this
Sure, I'm just a baby, maybe it's
There was two kind of slaves, there was the house negro and the field negro
The house negro they lived in the house, with master
The house negro if
I'm better, but you not a rapper
I came in this bitch with some of my subtractors
We doing the math and you can't be a actor
I say what I want, and you
here with his girlfriend
Livin' in Amerikay
Is that her over there
What's she done with her hair
Still there's no one holds a candle to her
Ah, jeez,
to get shot
Whoever said that what I say and portray is negativity
Need to come kick it in the city with me
And find the black and crack the fact
They
everyone turns around
For now, cover yourself up in Arnica
Don't worry they don't worry about us in America
How do they call us a south america
If they don't
Yeah, you know I'm in the cut
Chink born in America
Chink born in America
Chink born in America
I been fightin' in the Cold War
'Cause I-'cause I
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
of a thug caught in the devil's lap
On the streets I was invincible
Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew
What my pistol would do, a fuckin' killa
a marathon
Goin scary far, we in every bar, she from South America
Ay
I'ma hop on this beat and own it
Whoa
They don't know what I do for my moments
Nah
But
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