Lyrics:
of the music
Where all I could think of was you
I came to a fork in the middle of the long road
I guess I must have missed the sign
Feeling the weight, I was
[Krayzie Bone]
We no surrender
We no pretender
We bang bang
[Jhaz]
Yeah
No surrender, no pretender
II Tru my crew come thick
Family behind
soon.
Let the wolves howl at the moon.
Little by little.
took that road to the middle.
No more peripheral vision.
Now she's on television.
Making
The lost and found are scattered
On this ground
By and by
We ossify
From the middle
You can’t see the bounds
It’s the sky
The growth has clothed
Let
The great pretender
You’re all talk but your words are empty
The big shot you pretend to be
You’re all talk but your words are empty
My middle finger is all
The goal is for all grown-ups to be sat upon by true kings
All pretenders must fall into the phantoms of they own character fall,
But as long as we
Do you see what I see
A rainbow shining over us
In the middle of a hopeless storm, oh
Sometimes I'm blinded by my feelings
And I can't see
brown like cocoa
Met her in the middle of a go go
Dancing by herself on the solo
So I pulled up from the logo
Girl let em look and stare
Give them
on the middle lane
We all on the road on the chase for the money game
[Verse 2]
Guided by these rules that we've created in society
If you ain't got status then
of hand
They say I'm middle of the road I say if that is so
So what
in the middle of the road
A black car passes by
Pulls up outside my house
The driver sits inside
A woman gets out
She opens the door
And walks up
a lot weight finessed kid
Zippers on my mouth, ion conversat
Broken bridges, ion like pretenders
Nigg writing movie u script
Watch my step, so ion trip
and stared,
"No one passes by us, but, hey!
You're welcome here."
Carried on down the road
To the marketplace
I was still alone
No one knew my face
You and I sink or swim together.
Middle of the road all the chump will find are two yellow stripes and a road kill grind.
Flattened by the wheel that
Yeah
Armor-piercing, no defense against
Who his henchmen is, what they pension is
Concur by division, have his homeboy hit him
So close, he
people care
Right in front of their face
They act like I ain't even there
Im in the middle of the road
In the middle of the road
When I get a little low
Im
"They judge us by the color of our skin
But not by the content of our character"
Some of the realest sh - I ever heard
So hard being black (black)
The brotherhoods bronze era trades
Many tribes and many raids
All came the East African way
Middle of the road, never paved
We the ones who stayed
Not semi you whole
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bible by the bed, double barrel by the door
Chickens on the rooftop, hickory on the floor, oh-oh
Down a little dirt
and some friends on an ocean-liner ship
She made a big mistake by leaving me home
I had to roam so I picked up the phone
Dialed Ali up to see what was
I don't know where I'm goin'
But I got no reason to fear
I'm gonna roll with the changes
I'm gonna play it by ear
I'm improvisin' as I go along
to feel at home
He wanders the streets in the middle of the night
He's a nomad
Goes back home with his fist to the light
He's a nomad
Surrounded by love,
a thirty-ought-six and a premium load
In a shotgun shack on a two lane road
Smack in the middle of the bible belt
Dancin' in the ruins all by myself
We got
of a dusty road
What if you found me in the middle of the night
Would it matter, I'm down and out alright
I am brain-dead, I'm invisible
I am drowning in
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