Lyrics:
waist
Hate to kill a nigga, why?
Cause my nigga style he's got that killa, what?
What do you mean killa?
I mean that bee
Those ganja trees
Those
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you"
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
(Traditional)
Good morning, Mr. Railroad Man
What time do your trains roll by ?
"At 9:16 and 2:44 and 25 minutes 'till 5"
"At 9:16 and 2:44 and 25
- what can I do
I push em aside and I hate to be rude
Wait a minute (Yeah)
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Blondie on the track
Wait a minute
Wait
This is the story of a love that flourished in a time of hate
Of lovers no tyrany could separate
Love set into motion on the Nile's shore
Destiny ignited
between the chaos and confusion
And this love we feel
Is gettin' deeper and deeper and deeper
And deeper, and deeper by the minute
But we let it slip
a son too so by all means
If it's a drought you show what your gun do
And if it get botched be two more black kids
Getting raised by there uncle
That's
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe
we can fly but I can feel it in the wind
You want to know why I hate you?
Well I'll try and explain
You remember that day in Paris
When we wandered through the rain
And promised
wasn't tough enough to juggle two things at once
I found myself layin' on my knees in cuffs
Which should've been a reason enough for me to get my stuff
But so is cod liver oil
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa
you.)
With your eyes (not your ears, but your eyes)
Of blue (not green, but blue).
Dressed in ging- (not silk but ging-) -ham too. (Not one but two
at the beginning
A Made Nigga
Khadafi:
How many niggas fall in ya vision
Gunnin em down for every last minute
That I spent in prison
We mash together
gonna marry you
If we're both still single by, like, thirty-two
And that shit is gonna end up bein' true
'Cause I hate, like, everyone except for you
a vow soon
That I'ma get fucked up, fillin' up my cup
I see the crowd mood
Changing by the minute and the record on repeat
Took a sip, then another
You want to know why I hate you?
Well I'll try and explain.
You remember that day in Paris
When we wandered through the rain
And promised
Standing there (I would see you there)
Ticket to the moon
Flight leaves here today from Satellite 2
As the minutes go by, what shall I do
I paid
rappin' with
Canibitch, oh, Canibitch
Are you from Los Angeles
New York, or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh, Canibitch
So, in two seconds flat, Dre's
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you"
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
gonna hate to see it end
I've seen a lot of sunshine
Slept out in the rain
Spent a night or two all on my own
I've known my lady's pleasures
Had
Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh
I'ma die by my respect, huh
I put a check up on my neck
Life check ya in the head
I signed for a couple milli'
scary
Well, for a few minutes June never said one word
And I thought at first that she hadn't heard
Then a shell exploded not two miles away
She sat up
On the political chess board faith in humanity restored
I know it's not our fate we must negate this hate
No I will not conform when killing is the norm
Ship more
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two
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