Lyrics:
Monkey see monkey do dissension in the crew
Got to clean house come back refresh and renewed
Parachute to a new landing space
There's a war going
Monkey see monkey do dissension in the crew
Got to clean house come back refresh and renewed
Parachute to a new landing space
There's a war going
wondering why they hate me
Grace is to good second life is too amazing
Devil tried to take me out but he couldn't erase me
Demons in my head thought that I
of the hip hop cultures four elements
And to the originality in which it stands the Zulu nation under god
Peace love unity and justice for all (x7)
to cut them hours of me all alone
Proud of what I been surrounded by just for a couple sets
Until they call my phone, chilling in my throne
I been sitting
so die meisten Votes mit Endlevel hab'
Alles noch online, ihr könnt selber schau'n in den Kommentar'n
Danke an jeden Supporter, wir war'n fast
by execution
A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution
Been shot in the head I ain't go out like a sucka
But I still died went to hell
A snow white line of divine freaks
In riot, where they fell...
The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight
For seven days and seven festival nights
of
Dre the king aye
Okay so this is what's
Going on in my
Motherfucking head right now
I have to come up
With over seven hundred dollars
In less than two
ain't got no pity
We no ramp fi murder pussy
1st verse
Di Ch-n mad dress like a fag in drag
Squeeze it pon di war professor lad
See me Motherf**ker
don't know my story
There's really nothing for me
So leave me in this worry
(In the end is glory)
Feel like an 8 by 10 in a 5 by 7
I'm in the wrong frame
me etched in stone, uh
By the time they learn to love me, I'll be dead and gone
Real hustlers treat them rentals like they second home
First double
memorial, we see faces, names, dates. All are reminders that the suffering brought by war is intensely personal and its violence indiscriminate. In the broad
A7sus4 A7
All along the road that's my hometown
G D
And horses out in the fields
copycats
Copy raps, I will not be that, I'm y'all ass 24/7, 10/4 copy that
Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon' do about it huh?
Nothing, yea,
As he ticks past twelve
Seconds lurk in my head
I could spend every minute just thinking about it
From dawn to dusk
Might as well be a husk
Empty
and through
Seven lies, multiplied by seven, multiplied by seven again
Seven angels with seven trumpets
Send them home on the morning train
Well, who's
saw myself in a dream making wine
The other said, Indeed, I saw myself in a dream carrying bread on my head, from which
birds were eating
They said,
God's on your side.
When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In
from them wars in them dungeons
At least he got his life
That's a dub in the gutter
But the rent ain't getting paid so that's a dub for his mother
Every
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One will
could be forgiven ' you didn't know!
Second time, I got up in 'em like "here we go!"
No matter what, they sayin' we still the most realest that ever
named
T. Texas Tyler
The song in it's original form related to something that
Happened during the second World War
Last year, early in 1991, when
and no, it really was the mess at home
My grandpapa drank, next door was a second home, 7 kids
But to the white man the kaffir boy
So granny got it all,
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