Lyrics:
Finally ending your dumb tropes
Hanging you by the devil's ropes
Drowning, Drowning, Sinking, Sinking
At the stake, we will take
You away from your throne
don't recognize we been using it wrong
So I'ma break it down and put my game in a song
N-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say it no more
Black stars can
take time
In the field, ain't no cryin'
Taking pills to keep from cryin'
J Money not here to give me advice
I seen the hurt in his eye
Heard
down like that
Who want them test rocket launcher, yes
Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def'
Kids is dead wrong, song's too long
Get swung on, can't we
go 'til the God say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down
whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
(Ha) (yo) (yeah yeah)
This is Wyclef, Refugee Camp (L-Boogie up in here)
Praswell
this is...
This is not another, ghetto song
Is this not another ghetto song?
This is not another ghetto song
Is this not another ghetto song?
Is this
an invasion
But, yo, I can't go on
Because this is the end of my part on the last song
Real G from the streets, villianous when he speaks
For all you
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
the dead
Sheriff in the yard, here comes the rest
I sat like a ghost, they all passed by
My girl cried baby this'll be my last bye
Baby in her arms
She
years have gone away
Left me here with their bills to pay the fire that once consumed my insides
Is doused by my sunken rain cloud eyes
So god can you
opinions but holding laryngitis
See I don’t hear ‘em, I’m a winner by law
Track em down like the subway
When they sub par
Sub-zero everytime I jump in
make your way on down the sea,
Something has take you so far from me.
3: Cathedral Song
I saw from the cathedral
You were watching me
And I saw
know you hate
Straight from the west and we got to be respected
Here it's going down, here 'em runnin' for the exit
[Chorus]
Hear 'em say, oh my God,
they walk down the street
Yeah.
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He
the people and the playaz
Hey DJ lets play that song keep me dancin' all night
Hey DJ lets play that song keep me dancin' all night
From night to day,
whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
(Ha) (yo) (yeah yeah)
This is Wyclef, Refugee Camp (L-Boogie up in here)
Praswell
this song (x2)
Pretty hard rock for talking about God you say?
Well I will pray to God that way everyday
The topics here are so messed up
Except when
and the meditation of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight here tonight
By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down
Yeah, we wept, when we remembered Zion
By
Fenty like Fentanyl, the
'ish is all legitimate
E was down ten for this" and
Those lines quickly go from prohibition
To a war on street drugs, associated
my own brick (Freebase)
Tell them pussy niggas ain't pay shit (Freebase)
Better be ready to let the gat loose (Freebase)
I've done a song by
come and get down, bust it, come on
Check it out, secondly
it's me the BROther ?uest from the S-Q-T (Square Roots)
And he's Black Thought, the boy
who would put down his guns
So, Jenny, would you write me a song
David, David here I wrote you a song
His daughters he'd had one or two, they left
a quarter
I'd drive her anywhere from here to California
When this song is over, I gotta find her
'Cause she had me at "Heads Carolina"
(That's right)
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