Lyrics:
nothing is left
But it's been so long since I've seen the young maiden
My love is stronger that my fear of death
I saddled up and away I did go, riding
fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
the completion
Of my time as a child and student
According to the pamphlet
These ceremonies mark the emergence
Of my new life
As a worker, wife and womb keeper
of the billboard, top 20 in 12 months, and I'm a
Son of a bitch for it, new policy, new apologies, new kingdom, new democracy, I'm a king by
Birthright, not
I'm paid like them
Lips on her red, but it blew like wind
Blessed by the guys, I was made off sin
Which girl should I pick? Until then, best friends
My man Pretty Black
Said he seen some folk
Turn vegetarian when the beef come
Spit gangster shit
But don't step to the war drum
In fact they jet when
The havoc was ageless
For warfare the monster was gracious
So gracefully
Roaming the skies and land
Nothing existed known to man
That could even withstand
where her skin would not breed
A fear that will justify their need to squeeze
A world where she won't be forced to weave
Hanging on by a thread
Cause they
Okay, it's time for Sayonara
Go on, Yankee break my heart
There's nothing left for us to say now
Even the best friends, they must part
Song Title: Lifted
by Royale Weatherspoon aka Royale Michael
Lyrics
[Hook]
I keep my head up to God
And my back against the odds
Aye look I'm bouta
fighting racialized oppression ain't nothing new
It's something Moses, Ezra, Nehemiah and Esther all went through
It wasn't an apostle Paul who said he'd
fortune
This has my mind distorted
You planted cocaine around me for me to snort it
An attempt at new world order
I'm black, I rap, and I play ball
My pants
'cause them niggas on the
East is the enemy it's real
Ayo God, the heads is trippin'
Out in New York, b
(Oh fuck that b) fuck that yo!
(Fuck that) money
Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone
People calling me, asking me for money,
blacks
Real facts
Plus the new music he makes is real wack
Like why’s he rap about depression and call it real rap
And then complain when it flops, nobody
I can tell by the way she entered the club
I can tell by the way mammi likes to rock
I can tell by the way she drop on a spot with her crop top
Ladies and gentlemen
The KitKat Club is proud to present
Something new, something different
So would you please give a warm welcome to
The Rhythm
My lineage built by design
By carbon hands of divine (Warriors)
Who laid their lives on the line
For all my people to do all this
Coonery
standing by his side
He did her dirty but no-one died
I saw Sonny Liston on the street last night
Black-fisted and strong singing Redemption Song
He
Amazin' man got a letter from a Asian fan
He asked, "Was I black
Was I gon' play Japan soon?"
Wrote back, "Yes", danced in the shower
Got dressed old
quickly begin
But this time from the other end
As bile kisses your inner lips
Oh what fun it is laughing at nothing
By this age we all have it down,
by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
fun, large sons shooting machine guns
Population adjustment will be adjusted by an intellgent villain
Guerilla warfare killing
Amplifies, fear tears
.jpg/300px-TearsFearsRAH271017-28_(37982003406).jpg "Tears for Fears")
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