enemies Victimised I'm left alone What kind of god would just overlook this What kind of god is just simply so sick What kind of god could we put our
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Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you Tell us what to do Fuck you You know what to do If a kid got killed
thank God we are alone In a tropical zone While we surf out the Caribbean At every port a third world orders nouvelle cuisine From that aquamarine We'll tell our kind
ll always prevail/ Never could teach, I tried to preach, you know what they do to me; Want to be righteous/ Instead of my stuck in the shelters, I'm kind
thirds Oh, hush, that's awful kind of you, you're making me blush I could use some competition but they not making me much Man, this beat is like my master
kitchen At oncestill rolling kind bud in Cuban blunts On the corner watchin how kids comin to Brooklyn for they fronts Niggas run past what they need chasing after what
Run Quote pop and till they keep their heads up And when the pressure comes down press back and press up Fret not ghetto world, guess what God is on
yup Mega ice neck, with some fish, with some fish dishes Rakim gems, my mind shine is what my weight misses Anything else is uncivilized, send the kind
come on, I got some on, my tip Get me up and goin for the vickie vickie vick Beefin' through your teeth and what you see is what you get Suckers what you lack is what
one Don't nobody wanna deal with a nigga that got it together For real and even think his own thoughts? Everybody wanna do what everybody else doin' the copy cat is what
own kind, Lord forgive me blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me since the death of my momma, my life is filled with drama lost both of my kids, punished for what
[Master P] Niggaz, see this one here? You see this one here? Goes out to every soldierette and every soldier Cross the motherfuckin' board I don't give
Master P: Ughhh! Ha ha! E 40: Oooo! Huh? P whats up boy? MP: Whats up 40 boy? E 40: Talk to me weepilation. MP: Dey dont know we been doin dis. E 40:
In God we trust, in God we trust We stamp it on our penny, nickel, dime, quarter, dollar In God we trust, in God we trust One nation under God indivisible
stuff like that (Flesh 'n' Bone 5th dog style) Well, we all say a stuff like that Here, the problem is a lot of people think that God don't know what
Who got yo macho, shot yo kids, creepin' up on yo crew It's kinda hot, ya'll got yo bids, boy, and that's how we do What's tunnel, oh, mind it's soldiaz