lifeless in the pit, his face reflects The horror of his victims in tenfold, a death of deaths All evil fear his name, struck down by a man His severed
the pit. His face reflects the horror of his victems in tenfold. A death of deaths, All evil fear his name! Struck down, by a man! His severed limbs
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the pit. His face reflects the horror of his victems in tenfold. A death of deaths, All evil fear his name! Struck down, by a man! His severed limbs ooze
street name, oops, wait a minute This is where the streets have no name and the drain of sewage You can see it in this boy how the hate is brewin' 'Cause when his
wanna go and put a tattoo on my chest Now I'm caught up in the mix and I can't do shit But still I can't ride with program, fearing no man Hit the car
Met a man on the street last night Said his name was Jesus Met a man on the street last night Thought he was crazy till I watched him heal a blind man
"In the year 1982 a music was created. It was given the title: Gangsta Rap It had no positive messages, no redeeming value, hated and feared By the establishment
Crime smarts searching hard for some new street tricks I think I'll join a gang, sling a little cane Put a beeper on my belt and get myself a name Fresh
Forever, forever Fear not when, fear not why, fear not much while we're alive Life is for living, not living up tight, see ya somewhere up in the sky Fear
, forever, forever? Fear not when, fear not why, fear not much while we're alive Life is for living, not living uptight, see ya somewhere up in the sky Fear
There was a story About a man comin' in Findin' his woman in bed with Well, listen It's 2 a.m., just gettin' in, about to check my message No one has
and rage Singing someone got to turn the page And the rich man in his summer home Singing, just leave well enough alone But his pants are down, his cover
a wife beater, lost his Nike shoe It's in ya ass, he's in ya ass, he's all up in ya psyche, too Now what's his name Cinderella man, Cinderella man,
me I'm thinkin', "Hello, where's the L O V E" Pigs play games, my little man'll never say names Word to his pops with elephant veins They both locked
locked up, likes getting his cheddar Cory changed his name to Arr, whatever Corn chip, buckwheat lookalike, its mega Right Mega was his name sorry about
is 31, livin in his moms crib Ex-convict, was paroled there after his long bid Cornrows in his hair, still slingin, got a crew They break his moms furniture