naggin at you The crazed infatuation with blackness That trash that gets viewed And the fact that the tube only showed blacks Actin the fool and I was watching
me, that shit is bull Only God can take life but I still gotta watch the law It's bad enough, I watch the next G but even worse I gots to watch the
to me that shit is bull only god can take life but I still gotta watch the law It's bad enough I watch the next G but even worse I gots ta watch the motherfuckers
Folks round here they keep a careful eye they say you got to watch your back don't ask why just keep your friends far away and your enemies near cause
War Yeah it's near forty years later, there's another war in progress There's another soldier with his own traumatic stress He's driving a tank through the sand, watching
dreams Violent colors so obscene It's all I see these days These days Watch what you say The devil is listenin' He's got ears that you Wouldn't believe And brother
the sun won't shine Leave him in darkness Don't, became heartless Left him headless once the sword became sharpened I should lighten up But instead I'm the shades
block I scramble like Randall with rocks I'm that nigga in the gambling spot Cracking jokes and drinking liquor You still gotta hand me your watch I'
talk about them light-browns under your shades Bust right, thus tight Got a thick set of thighs and struts like......uh Yo' the game taught this brother
: My brother I watch over you, though you tore up my life Am free, and tonight reborn Inside the shade of a burning spoon People empty their souls
't find me staring down an M16 You took my brother from the Marriott High School all-star team You took my brother from Marriott and from me My dad's made window shades
: And when the day ends I'm sure she feels sorrow The lonely guy I am, I like to watch her change I've been here two days, I'll sure be here tomorrow
smells like sanitation Garbage, I turn like doorknobs Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever However, I stay Coogi down to the socks Rings and watch
never got no play Now these bitches wanna give me more head than Sade (Say what?) Crisp in the 6 withcha bitch parlayed I need privacy I pull up the back shade
all I wanna do Now I'm trying hard to meet her But the fares went up at seven She is somewhere in the city Somewhere watching television Watching people
is somethin' fan-tabulous These scandalous streets, the way that I spill this Make cold hearted people bump, triggermen feel this [Chorus] [U-God] I sit back like the Mack, sip my yak Watch
