Lyrics:
back by two
Second time through and I know you got some cash
Need a little dough cause I got to hook up a stash
Right? Or maybe stay the night
Just
checks
Gem Star the Regime, Black Market, the movement
Like, look and he deliver, we eatin' your food, man
[Chorus 2X]
[Killah Priest]
It's the Market,
Seven times I rang you, seven times you said you were bored
How do I know by the tone in your voice you will be there
Time enough I've humored
the shades are pulled
I went to see the doctor , he just shook his head
You know by that I've got it bad
Well if this ain't something evil I don't know
My my my, It's a beautiful world
I like swimming in the sea
I like to go out beyond the white breakers
Where a man can still be free,
Or a woman if
In our town we have a State Attorney by the name of Janet Reno
She locks brothers up for not paying their child support
In your town you may have
They know you've got nothing to lose
Because if you'd had a chance you would've lost that too
Dazzled by the image of the self-made man
They hold
And the sun has come up and you are still on my mind in a world full of =
Hassles and arrogant assholes beauty is so hard to find Cleveland, Ohio =
Outside of Albuquerque, "Bout an hour north of there
She's got a house full of three little Indians
In the middle of nowhere
You wonder where her man
with but I'll be damned
If she didn't turn a boy into a full grown man
Now I thought about leaving but I never did go
I just gave what she wanted and I
gate keepers at the widest and they stay sniffing the lines man
Our team full of strikers marching and I'm sick of the riots
My people divided we evils
be our end,
The fields are full of corpses, there's been so many dead,
This endless war is worthless, nobody's going to win,
Those vicious evil man
and discipline
Now you know why I can't blend with your friends
But see then again
I'm isolated
No Gilligan
Giggling and thinking that soon I'll be winning man
they know me by name
Engraved the devils likeness in my fucking skin
I've made myself a curse among man now I've become sin
I've left this earthly realm
and hope your friends will not see
That the games that you play are all full of lies
And you'll lose, yea you'll lose every time
You won't lie
But you
what'chu mean ocean man by ween head ass tf up bitch, hah
Next time you shouldn't fuck with me like that
gentrify shit
Raise the value don't check for price
If you can't get through then step aside
Better let a real man breath do something that they never
Check it, stick you full of a little venom coming out of my mouth
Call me Tyson with the gloves off, what a sinister bout
Never been the type
Yeah some days are lovelier than others/
And other days I find myself stuck under my covers/
Yeah, well I guess that is my safe place/
Time pass by
I'm astounded by how many bitches in the place
I'm aroused and I'm drowsy from liquor to the face
Talking to this girl but I can only hear the bass
She
young enough, go be R. Kelly's misses
Then open up your mouth so he can take his pisses
It'll match the lies that you be really shittin'
Oops i meant
beat him up, broke his jaw
He claimed he got jumped
Got on an orange suit it hurt to see my mans in cuffs
It goes to show how these Brooklyn streets were
stand of the damn man hypocrite
Heck tried to be nice though we hated it
Yeah we're KRUising down now and we're up with a roar
It's time to hardcore time
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