Lyrics:
Two of America's most wanted we outlaws side by side
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by
[DJ Paul:]
Yo, Right now we gonna dedicate this to all our soldiers,
Over there fightin for us,
You know what I'm sayin,
For all our fallen
America, what are we doin'
How did we ruin
The life and the liberty we are pursuing
Let's get it movin'
Start introducin'
A change in our nation
to go and just chase on that bag in October, we did it like nonstop
I was just dreaming ‘bout Rovers
Rich nigga pulled over, they blind by the wristwatch
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
litty he'll ye
He'll ye he'll yea
Ice my wrist brand new bitch
She might choose yea yea
If she bad den she boujee
We get rich Chanel class
I put the brand
big chips, thinkin' rich and never poor
We thinkin' rich and so we never poor, never poor
Rome wasn't built in a day
We can watch the old growth spread
Should know by now this some shit
Shit bitch im trying to be shit rich
I told her I just want the coochi
She put me on her shit list
Im on the roll
take shit and hoard it?
Who am I that I don't get my portion?
The most impressionable minds get molested and informed by manipulating forces
Don't
could ask for more
We got no fancy things to show just a place to watch our children grow
So come on down...
We got no big fine car to drive and no fancy
all sense of time
Spirits drown in sixth sense overload, lobotomized
Caged by crudely crafted custom coffins of our own device
Unless we move to alter
save us
Los Estados Unidos
Se a vuelto una mierda
It's plagued by
Some evil
We just can't get rid of
And frankly
I'm tired of
Sitting back
While our
our resistance won't come to a halt
We stand united, can't be frightened by another assault, we're bold
You wanna fight us just because of something you
not enamored by our surroundings. She's the anti-stage mom. She's an immigrant mom who wants her daughter far away from the music business! And she is
permanent pen on your hoo hoo
This world aint big enough to weigh me down down
This world aint big enough to weigh me down down
Get your hopes high yeah get
Lil' bitch, I got rich, I ain't got nothin' to prove (yeah)
Money on my mind when I jumped out the womb (yeah)
Keep a big-ass knot, just like a cartoon
CHORUS:
MAYBE ONE DAY WE'LL BE UNITED
AND OUR LOVE WON'T BE DEVIDED
PRINCE ITAL JOE:
IF LOVE WAS A THING
THAT ME SAY MONEY COULD BUY
America getting caked up
While every day 3000 people never wake up
The rich get richer, the poor catch COVID
They foreclosing homes and the small businesses
...The American Dream is dead
Cause things don’t turn out how they seem in your head
More money, more murder, and the scene is red
Cause the rich eat
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
laced by the sick slang singer
Fold time and space like a big bang bringer
Young jedis you will avoid a lot unnecessary complications
As soon as you
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