your mind, and see what the answer is And tell me how much did you give Ah don't give in (hang on in there) I said hang on (hang on in there) There
your mind, and see what the answer is And tell me how much did you give Ah don't give in (hang on in there) I said hang on (hang on in there) There are
out your mind, and see what the answer is And tell me how much did you give Ah don't give in (hang on in there) I said hang on (hang on in there) There
-bedroom house My family, my Grandma, 3 or 4 Aunties Uncles and Brothers In and out of prison daily At certain times when there was no heat We stay under covers There
turned on the SpectraVision, And I'm just about to eat That little chocolate mint on my pillow That I love so very, very much, When suddenly there's a knock on
herb so fuck what's over there, there's a party over here, over here, over here... -Chorus-Will.i.am- Come on, come on, come on, come on/ Baby, I
want to tell you this No, it's just some guy she's been hanging out with I don't know, the past couple of weeks, I guess Thank you and hang up the phone
justice and what do you find? You find just us on the unemployment line You find just us sweating from dawn to dusk There's no justice, there's Huh,
I hang out with man Just mind your own fucking business You can't even absorb what's really on my mind Shut your mouth, mind your business You can't even absorb what's really on
ain't fair nigga Neither is a bar even with a hair trigger Haystack, try and find a needle up in there nigga Leave you up in there nigga, show me the
a.k.a. [BT/Tariq Trotter] Well um, Black Thought from The Roots y'all [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a. [AJ/Joseph Simmons] A.J. Shine, The
It's jazzy, hip-hop hanging in my head heavy Malik said, "Riq, you know the planet ain't ready, for the half" Boy, we comin' with the action pack On some
You wanna hit? Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad Yo, I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet
bet that we criminal The thing inside of me keep on tellin' me when to go So I'ma keep reppin' the Midwest Choppers freakin' flows And I'm about to be up on
All days to the curbin Wonderin why the bottle keeps turnin I'm creepin and callin your homies Up on it and you callin for help But nobodys there
thrown up by the surf onto sterile beaches or are trapped in the roots of mangrove cathedrals of the islands that gather in the bay. These are the first arrivals on
