Lyrics:
I'm sinking in this motherfucker deeper
Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me
Fuck being a nigga in your army; though I'm a killer
Enter
a trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday mornin'
Lies a body oozin' life
Someone's sneakin' round that corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
name
Since ten, I been feeling lonely
Had friends but they was picking on me
Always thinking why my lips so big
Was I too dark? Can they sense my
fear
Keep that choppa on deck
If a hater run up on me
Hit him up with no rat
It's big business, big bills
And big choppas
Cherry red Challenger, lookin
While I live by faith and do His blessèd will;
A wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear,
From His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
Then
to my skin
A flood of red
Bound by lust
From what I know
Bound by lust
Bound by trust
figure speed on before you get peed on nigga
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the l.a. zoo it's round two
I ignite grab
the Remy we were doing the thing
[Chorus: x2]
Now I don't know about chu
But I would like to get wit two (ah)
Nice honeys while I'm chillin' by
Snatch a kid by the braids, and cut his head off
Rhymes is rugged like burnt buildings in Harlem
The Ol' Dirty Bastard from the Temple of Shaolin
thought by learning each social grace
A chap might learn to forget my face
I can't understand it, I've knitted and pearled
But my goodness me it's
a band
He's a whole lot like you daddy you're gonna like him
He's a good man
At times lonely sneaks up on me
But I'm getting by
Yeah I know what
a powerful thirst
That can't be drowned by all the water found
On God's Green Earth
(Repeat Chorus 2x)
(Tag)
I'm heartbroke and blue sittin'
business on a beeper
I'm sinking in this motherfucker deeper
Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me
Fuck being a nigga in your army; though I'm
including
Racial prejudice - are influenced more
By material things like food
And economic necessities than by the
Fear and awe and bigotry
Generated by
And lookin' back I can't believe
He let her run with a boy like me
He said "you better get her back by ten or there'll be hell to pay"
I can still feel her
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighter
Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name
can’t climb
In my way only me
Am I my own enemy?
Reflections of fear gaze in the dark
Stare back at me, and all I see…
Chorus 2x
Am I the hunter, Am I
Weave to her ankle say she
Buy it by the bundle
Playing with the balls but
She never ever fumble keep em on hard when
Pumping through concrete jungle
you die by your own hand
As a suicide, you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every
Written by Red Hayes & Jack Rhodes.
How many times have you heard someone say,
"If I had his money, I could do things my way."
But little they
city very rarely loses grip
But I have a friend who's never up by 10.00
He's fast asleep with mouth open wide
He's lost a lot of jobs, but he's
you die by your own hand
As a suicide, you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day,
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red
at the shadows in red
Sends me chills now
I see clearly everything except your face
I'm lonely scared to be lonely
Thought until death meant
My fears were
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