Lyrics:
[Dr. Dooom]
Yeah, and you say! (1 Adam 12, all cars)
From the streets (assailant seen carrying two tec-9's)
This is what's goin on (and several
Yeah, and you say! (1 Adam 12, all cars)
From the streets (assailant seen carrying two tec-9's)
This is what's goin on
(and several
Without consulting any of us
Sales and distributions of our futures
If this world were fair and right
They'd give up the car keys this very night
Damn, hit
sang all over the world and has become the Bullock family song that is sung at all major family events.
It's actually a simple song, but when
the kids got is us, Grind Time rap game
Read an old magazine, check out a new dress
I be havin' conversations with Cornel West
Killer Mike don't give a damn
in mind
Break it up!
That is the destruction of the so-called radical man
By 2045
Let's get radical
Watch me now
School's in the yard,
at his dome, but he's somebody's baby
Take him out man, with no remorse like a soldier
Your life or my life and I bust on the rollers
Nigga, this world is
I am a killer
Devised by men
To kill humans
Human beings
Ghetto youths be wise this is real
Wear yuh mask when yuh guh pan de streets
Covid 19 tek
INTRO: Badda badda ay yo rest in peace George Floyd and all of my brothers and sisters that's been taken by this racist system, This is the last
to get high
I swear the world got me stressed
Nigga, I'm the best
I'm just smokin' just to get by
I keep my ear to the street, nod to the beat
Head on my
Sweet as a candy, it's over, I'm Benson
Ruin his life, he ain't getting no pension
My niggas is scheming, pull up with the tension
Jordan you popping,
Poking at my problems, I know how to solve 'em
With a ski mask, automatic or revolver
A slave is one whose power and authority is ruled over by another
This is my life
I always knew I was different even back at six
They tied me to a pole with a rope and wrap my wrists
They punch me and kick me
be the way I got these broads swarmin'
Cuz now even these old dudes
Is givin me grills like George Forman
Ya'll think its somethin to bubble nickels
a choice
(Fuck the world nigga you got a choice)
On whether they wanted to be there or not
In the ghetto it's kill or be killed, in a place called
Woodrow Wilson has his fourteen points
But Clemenceau turns to Lloyd George
And says "You know that
God himself had only ten"
Today I'm carried by a league
of growing up and seeing life at it's worst
Then trying to iron out my wrinkles, putting family first
It seems like the whole world is out for sinking my
a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh
gassshhhhh
EARTH TO GEORGE EARTH TO GEORGE we need you on the planet
And Geo would come back with
All I want to do is take you on a journey through time
own grave
Remember what I told you
If you were of the world they would love you
England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's
the breath
Fight the lazy on the daily so it's death with no regrets
These niggas lame they world is grey I'm keep distance it's a threat
'Cause if you stay
The cowboy range is the world
Get drunk, see Earl
Mom you not safe, blow the whole eighth
Sadat's flossing one to the nozzle
Cash rule everything around me
[Violent J]
The Time has come for the blood to run into the streets paved with gold
We have lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so long
And like
the world's about to end
Born in the ghetto, it's hard to survive
Some have achieved and many brothers tried
But I realized which life to choose
I wanna
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