Lyrics:
Place spot at your back
And beat you in the head with it
And keep your bitch in place
Or I'm a send her ass home with a foot print on her face
Uh, I'm
through our hands
We worked so hard all of our lives
And found this place down by the sea,
Where we could see out all our days
In peaceful calm serenity
a martian
There's nothing to stop us, together we rock it off
Fire in the sky and we made it
World up in our hand 'cause you saved it
So you be the potter
surrounded by killers
I'm with my crew
And they all see what I do
Yeah I'm constantly known as a ripper
I'm in my bag
And I'm well known as a tipper
I'm always
back slapped with a back hand
Black man, black hand side
Anti everything since Yams died
In dodge van by NY
No who, what, where, why, when
I got
oh hey hey hey, hold on.
Yeah, that's the one by me, yo. Yeah. {the beat starts}
They just don't know, I'm in the strip club tonight.
I ain't
wrap (no)
The idea around they head that the kid could rap
Fact, I kill stages all places
Nantucket and ACK city so they could taste it
But I'm real late
stream
You gonna see them passing by just like lightning
Police Square and Congress Square
Selling green EP’s but nobody cares
Shame on them ‘cause they’ll
are sick
We gonna rock this place out, fly away and that’s it
Elvis beer and Jack N’ Blues
Gotta beware boys, ‘cause we’re on the loose
Man you can try
a neverending tale of lots of sins
Come on baby go outside
I just wanna rock your life
I just wanna rock your mind
Putting my hands on your sides
Gotta move side
the China white
sugar delight, Puruvian flake crack rock
playa fill the pot up wit water, put the pot on the stove to make it hot
then rock it up
place
by"
Now there was a great wind
So strong that it was splitting mountains
And breaking rocks in pieces before the Lord
But the Lord was not in
Gotta hit em high with a rock that flows
Lead em with a staff where the Spirit goes
Plagued by wrath from the God in control
Think your so hot, then walk
Yea yea huh
Aye man yea I know how you felt
You lend all these helping hands but then no one wanna help
When its your turn it makes your eyes burn
a one way ticket to the promise land
With a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Lookin' for a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city's
Before they go and write my eulogy
Come make this place new to me by
Christening the city of angels (angels)
Show it to me from every angle (angle)
I
is still hot an' dark
An' they threw burners in our babies' faces
Pale hands that looked scary touched our bodies in the strangest places
Sweat from
with your back in the back?
That it's colder when she rocks the boat
But it's the cause hittin' on the Cardinal Laws?
'Bout the proper place to hang
There ain't no trouble in rock (rock)
On every block (block)
Late for School, Late for Work
But ahead of these cops (cops)
My credit is shock, in
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
They built a prison by the freeway
Just to rub it in
It's a gentle reminder
Of the wages of sin
The ones on the inside
Are being paid their
the center and face your competition
As I rock, you jock, and in shock
And have fear, when the E is on the spot
(You pulled the mic handle, Joker, Joker,
[Verse 1: Fam-Lay]
Hmmm...yes sirrrrrr
Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I got tens, got twentys, got fifty blocks
I got smoke to buy, coke for sale
[Verse 1: Fam-Lay]
Hmmm...yes sirrrrrr
Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I got tens, got twentys, got fifty blocks
I got smoke to buy, coke for sale
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