Lyrics:
to me
You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
You
Mozart than most, my key lyrically
Is noted on a scale above the whole industry
It's Dax i got bars out in Georgia
Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
I'm gettin' paid in USD
I'm a cat with 9 lives
I'm a Puma, I'm a Panther
Son of a Black Panther
Raised by a Queen not in a Palace
In the streets
16
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
the sun
We screaming black lives matter with no peace in our manner
And we can't get along to climb our own ladder
What's sadder that we argue to the sun
I am lonely lonely lonely
I am lonely lonely in my life
I am lonely lonely lonely
God help me, help me to survive
Remember first time we met
life
Wanna live my life
Wanna live my life
Wanna live my life
Yeah
Boy psoul
say
Stand-ins come extra on Black Friday
On hell's highway
Mary weeping, missed the supermarket sweeping
Lonely Martha moaning
Sun ain't come home in
The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea (a glass of tea)
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
Another boy was
The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea (a glass of tea)
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
Another boy was
the doorway.
The boy nowhere in sight. Gone to get the keys, most likely,
have to move fast. He picked up the suitcase and started for the corner.
Made it.
another night that we wasted by
She lives on the east side
Im just a boy from the seaside
She said I really wanna live life
Well girl let's hit
Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys to the car and the home
But her friends were really his friends
No one stops by to see her much
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
cold in norms
If you want a fist then throw me punch
I'm in the position I can make it run
Die by six, no it can't be done
I hope they connect
Black
I'll turn you to a casualty nigga
Don't need anyone to blast for me nigga
By my lonely I'll take on yo whole cavalry nigga
No weapon against me shall
that's the same old racist shit
Confessions of a trigger happy hitman
Murderous, homicidal nature, the racist plan
Burying black boys
The bloodthirsty
I am lonely lonely lonely
I am lonely lonely in my life
I am lonely lonely lonely
God help me help me to survive!
Remember first time we met
Im buit different ha
I'm built different yeah
Ha ha
Live by die by Nigga
I'm on fire uh uh I'm on fire
Say I am in a room with a bitch and that hoe
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
stand together that's the key and
When we fight, we’ll stay planted and standing strong just like a tree
We gotta make em hear us and feel us by shouting
tell me I can make it
To the top even by my lonely
Know the succas watching so
I got to stay low-key
As I look around
I see these niggas aint for me
Why
the roof
The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks
Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers
We live by every single word she ever told us
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