Lyrics:
been through?"
You hear his voice, cold and merciless
"You worthless fool, you let her die!"
And deep within yourself, you must confess
Your ways
But when we made it out to the ride
It was gone, we had to shoot it out
Side by side
Punk left us there to die in a ditch!
CHORUS
fresh Eazy-E
Kick, kick that shit
Where you from fool, Compton, yea
Rolling through the hood, cold tearing shit up
Stick my head out the window and I say
The price of a war must be payed
Millions of lives has been lost
The price must be paid by the men
That started the war in the 30's
The spring of the year
with a neighbour
Freeze the MC's that wanna see thee
By now Naughty By Nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster, that could be arranged
buildings
Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death
Better known as the projects where junkies and rock heads dwell
Though I owe to it my success
With
B: I am a little on the far side
E: And I am a little on the inside
Both: But we both get hit by a tide
B: I am a little bit evil
E: And I am too
B:
BLOWING IS MUST
Intro;
Ye
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uhh
Ye Ye Ye ye
Verse 1:
Pour me water make I think properly
So many things wan dey just bother me
All those whispers in my head
From the moment I'm awake
Until last sun rays die
They force me to be someone else
It seems like my story is already
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
(Yeah, I'm right here, dog) where my dogs at?
(We right here, dog) where my dogs at?
(I'm right here, dog)
What must I go through to show you
And like the fall of Versailles
Facebook must lose it's head and die
No one sees it we are all doomed
They'll just do what they please
Sucking your life
doldrums
He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die
Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
Bad cow pun
But then he was captured, stuffed
the flesh
Feel it gush
Anger fueled adrenaline rush
Fight and die side by side
A sacrifice to which we must abide
Tear through the flesh
Tear through
Horns gnarled atop your head
Fulfill the purpose for which you've been bred
Hooves cloven adorn your feet
Your flesh torn into unholy meat
For
a mother, must be tough
A problem child, I was rough
But what do you do with a difficult grownup?
When I die, I won't have time to spend my money
But I
Sitting in my normal room
Doing... normal things
When all of a sudden, I hear a voice
Pretty enough for a king
I head over to the corner of the room
your boy all into
I must be mental, I must by psycho
Crazy deranged and my brains with a rifle
That's the price we pay to have life today
Will I have it
time is done Nowhere to run nowhere to hide Attacked by the thousands now it's time to die Shotgun blast straight to the head Leave in your wake a trail
Fills my head
Your anguish
Runs deep inside
I hurt
I bleed
My apathy is my disease
Now fear it
Your'e going down
You gave your heart away
You let them
assassin
Blastin' and mashin', kidnappin' and head bashin'
Razor blade slashin', the endo blunt passin'
For the cash and, woah it's bout to happen
by (in) streets I know
Pulled up and out for the last time
I'll make a change
Now I must depart
Finally I get to right my course
I will turn my head
Just let it die
With no goodbyes
Details don't matter
We both paid the price
Tears in my eyes
You know sometimes
It'd be like that baby
Now
real-ah, 'cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me 'cause I'm a million dollar hitta
It's, no limit til I d-I-e
C-p-3, or Richmond, Cali's where
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