hate, you get cross created from the Clair to North Bricks, that's why I talk slick when Im hungry, I try ta chop a half and get off quick shut down Junior
t blue My moneys dark green and my porche is light gray I'm headed for DC anybody feel me [Verse: Jay-Z] My president is black in fact hes half white
All I need is sincerity All I need is sincerity Oh, oh, oh [Nas] Chipped tooth don Nasty, blue ice timbs on Screw face, half moon part, my tattoos dark On a scale of tough criminals
with my left hand Hearing of a blind cat, vision of a deaf man Breath through my eyelids, my flow keeps my teeth white Half B-boy, half Z-boy, the street
[Intro: Poetic] No more dead end streets Gravediggaz, dark angels Appearin out the fog Reappearin every millenium Frukwan, the Gate Keep, sun star Hit
than, inferior to Half man, superior to woman, unbearable likeness Consider yourself: almost, never quite, dark-skinned Lily white, black as sin, devils den, whiteness Consider yourself: outcast, criminal
you get cross created from the Clair to North Bricks, that's why I talk slick when Im hungry, I try ta chop a half and get off quick shut down Junior
system I done been through. If there's nothing you did to me They locked me up they let me out, you seen this in the movies The criminals be criminals
the repo man And he's sucking up souls As fast as he can It ain't no question It's in our nature A 45 can bring out the criminal behaviour When the clouds
, it's real Knowin that [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] I put you up nigga, don't trip You did your dirt for that mark And he left you in the dark Sky-divin
blue My moneys dark green and my porche is light gray I'm headed for DC anybody feel me [Verse: Jay-Z] My president is black in fact hes half white
up with mac-10's Semi-automatic, fully addicted crime addict So long as there's cash involved I gotta have it There's many different levels of the criminal
and soar through the Congo Speed the convo through colors and shapes My word choice is turquoise I love to create My art hurdles over the clouds of dark
couldn't find a place To fill that void... still get that same Rash of energy... (The Holocaust, check out my rhymes I recorded half of the album, in