Lyrics:
around
"The rock is gonna fall on us," he stood and told the class
The professor put his chalk down and peered out through his glasses
But he went
the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now (it might be too soon)
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the truck
Ain't nuttin'
curas on Sunday fifteen Cuban minutes
The end is out of sight
So I'll meet you by the cannon
On the Malecón tonight
It started in Havana in
behind
'Cause I tell my testimonies, Testaverde (sixteen) times
Uh, he was done without a dime
Youngest in the family, so come from out of crime
Came
broke shit, y'all be on ho shit
Rule number twelve, I know this one a little too well
Stand for somethin' or fall for anything (anything), respect is
on out
Now you and your girl ain't speaking no more
'Cause my dick all in her mouth
Know what I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy
Cheating,
"I'm gonna fall, break my neck"
"Oh get on by man, I'm gonna get out your way, I'm in the street"
"I'm tryin' to walk here, y'all runnin' these damn
seals will be collected by the William and the Nancy.
Our course be east-north-east two days and two nights,
Out captain he cried out, "Boys, look ahead
Eyes wide open, can't you see
I had my first heels by the age of thirteen
Mom and dad tried to hide the boys
I swear that just made 'em want me more
little ass need to be going through
I fall a victim too and I know I shouldn't smoke so much
But I do with the crew
Every day on the average 'bout 4
regret this when it's over
Eazy
Uh, yeah, I might regret this when tomorrow comes
But, them drunk nights are more fun than sober ones
With every
the sky
Who'll buy me a mynah bird
Play me a magic word
Speak of hopes with thoughts absurd
Thoughts floating by
Little ducks, pretty birds
Clouds
only supposed to make you want it more
But, no lie, you contemplating quitting, walking out the door
But, what the fuck you supposed to do? This is all
The less we know...the more they fabricate...the easier it is to sell souls
An addictive 24 hour candle light vigil in TVs.
Freedom WILL be defended...at
style
dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince about to break out
yo fella lets go to the island
go to the island
himminahumani
himinahumini
my dj go by
Little do you know how I'm breaking while you fall asleep
Little do you know I'm still haunted by the memories
Little do you know I'm trying to pick
(featuring Ras Kass)
[Intro: Ras Kass]
Uh, Dreddy Kruger, what up, my nigga?
Yeah, GZA, you know, uh, Rassy, you know
Shouts out to my nigga
nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite where he
stunned leave em shook
So It's no wonder why this boy was robbing niggas with hooks
Never disrespect my sixteens the intellect of real emcees
We keep it
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning
Littles got the streets locked the fuck up
Dumped off the bridge, body mopped the fuck up
When them Mobb Deep boys creep or pop the fuck up
There ain't
they try to fake it
But one morning the clock will chime and no more birds come flying by
And temperatures keep rising higher, sixteen bullets come
again, win or lose, take it all, took out by his own men
And from the ground
We build it to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon' survive now?
Yeah,
little ass need to be going through
I fall a victim too and I know I shouldn't smoke so much
But I do with the crew
Every day on the average 'bout 4
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