Lyrics:
pick it all up piece by piece.
And the wheel goes round and round.
And the flame in our souls will never burn out.
And the wheel, and the wheel goes
Bonneville
Counted his friends in burned out spark plugs
And prays that he always will
But he's the last of the blue blood greasers boys
And all of his
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
Long as my two hands are
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag
out the pin like a grenade
For acting out their fears like a charade
So they blackin out their tears like it's lights out
Bring em out the black like
shit get action packed
When I jump out the black stealth bomber
Cuz it's bout, you know, I want the fuckin mansion pad
To heal that bitch sittin
Girls in their heels and a skinny pair of blue jeans
Boys in black pearl buttons lookin' just like Springsteen
Momma says why you wanna play in
Black, black, black and blue
Beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said "Hey" when you get back to where you're from
Mad woman, bad woman
That's just
There's blacks with knives and whites with guns
fighting in Howard Beach
There's no such thing as human rights
when you walk the N.Y. streets
what's up
What's up, what's up
Go on and let your soul glow
Let your soul glow
Glow
Shine and glow
Let it glow
Glow
Let, let it
Black Spiderman
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, n****s is paid - that's just how it is
When my time is up, I'm a be out, but I'm a try to live
the white tube sock
It goes, "Sherm sticks, burn this"
That's what the product smell like when the chemicals mix
Fifty-nigga salute, out the Compton zoo,
I saw you coming from a mile away
Trying to hide behind that pretty face
Bet my last dollar baby you been bruised
Poor little heart all black 'n
'cause they feed me the fuel that I need
For the fire to burn, and it's burning, and I have returned
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then
'cause they feed me the fuel that I need
For the fire to burn, and it's burning, and I have returned
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then
Girls in their heels and a skinny pair of blue jeans
Boys in black pearl buttons lookin' just like Springsteen
Momma says why you wanna play in
Burn Hollywood burn I smell a riot
Goin' on first they're guilty now they're gone
Yeah I'll check out a movie
But it'll take a Black one to move
down to the street top
Black police showin' out for the white cop
Ice Cube will swarm
On any motherfucker in a blue uniform
Just 'cause I'm from
happen anywhere")
[Ice Cube]
BOOM, my homie got shot he's a goner black
St. Louis n****z want they corner back
Shooting in snowy weather
It's
with a black widow
Fee fi fum smell the blood of rock 'n' roll
All out drive on a rockin' suicide
My feet are jumpin' she's a joy to ride
Joy
sugar
Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar
Ah, it ain't over child
Your racing car
Raised by the boldness
You know you are
Your lips like cherries
straighten you out
It's the best kinda place
To unfasten yerself
WORK THE WALL wORK THE FLOOR
WORK THE PIPE iN SERIOUS PAIN
The alley with his mama
Lord his eyes are cloudy and his
Arms are black and blue
He's just hanging by a thread and
He looks like Jimmy McGrew
you're feelin' me, so get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me
(C'mon nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose
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