Lyrics:
hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth
have to pay, but until then I still
Got something to say
No they can't keep me down
No they can't keep me down
I'm gonna write my name all over
Such a long time ago, I found you
In the street with your friends
Your friends were so strung out
And I was taken in by your false blue eyes
Your
something deadly.
[Chorus]
(Take it to the streets) Watch niggas collapse.
Perhaps, we could bust raps or bust caps.
This is, ghetto how we in it,
Here comes that dog again
He bites me every now and then
Foaming with misery
He's covered with leather skin
Bad to bones, lookin' for you
check sound correct, so vivid
Like I'm stepping out the speaker, streets taught
Never leave an enemy behind, when he goes
He might strike again another
And where they'll go
They'll go
Something tells me
That they should be poised
And ready to
Kick the window
I heard you
And I found myself
In a field one day
Oh, I don't like the look of the look of today
A great gray cloud is coming our way
So I move through the streets on my own
A-huffing and a-puffing
Something caught the light
Out on the street
Then across your face
A man in a car
Pulls out on the freeway.
Somewhere between the dim
For The Night!
House Full Of People, But You Always By Your Self
It's a Damn Shame Ain't Nobody There To Give You Help
You Dream Of Wealth But You
It's a pity to disturb
What happens by itself
By greed and hunger
We won't reach it any longer
You're a fool to use force
When you walk through
Hey honey honey watch me walking down the street
I get get get invitations from the girls that I meet
Since you went away
I've been dancing every
The venetian blinds are open tonight
Just enough to let in the street light
And the shadows paint lines over everything
In the room
There's
feel like I'm going nowhere fast.
I'm searching for something meaningful, hoping it will last.
I'm getting more bitter by the minute.
As the days fly by
thinking of you to make me strong
Oh my friend, oh my friend
Am I going where I belong
150 rum by the double shot
Warmed up in an aluminum pot
relaxin nigga bout my shit i was made by gorillas raise on highbord cliffs.. cuz im da BIRDMAN cuz ill do something badd thats the word man they be swinging
again, it's your turn to loose
I'm built to fight with street sense, killed by innocense
Tell me something I already know
Rockin' on the cradle she goes
at me, baby
Like no one can compete baby
You give me something to believe baby
I'm all in and its all yours
These otha niggas you ain't gotta worry bout
to the crib sipped some O
Hit that ass. And I must admit it was kinda ripe
Then she start actin like I owed her something
I gave you high you gave me low itæ?¯
here, you gotta drop one last gem on them
Knahmsayin?
Immortal Technique: No question, it's like the elders told me
No one person can do anything, but
or something
my coat I button, keep it down like a dungeon.
you could call me the cough medicine curmudgeon.
frankly, the feeling's fuckin fantastic
I'm tripping
wrong
Prophetic visions
Starting to see them too often
Poetic lyrics
Finally found out my callin
Might just lose my mind if they let me
Time for the green
As mine
As mine
As mine (yeah yeah)
FYI
Ooh
As mine
As mine
As mine
Oh let me get back in it
Queen bed with a queen in it
Long way from the street sleeping
(Damn son where'd you find this)
Damn snowflake you so sexy to me (What, you say something)
I don't give a damn who your ex be (Huh)
I be flying that
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