a big brass band all set to play But there'll be no brass band at the station there'll be no smiles and no celebration For daddy there'll just be a black
, makin' money 'cuz it's cursed Makin' money makes a difference day by day So I gotta stay paid, no doubt, day in and day out This life is like a vicious
daughter there? She's 15 years old Blue eyes, blonde hair She's been away from home 'bout two or three day To locate Rikk Agnew in California Write a letter
walk, pose, harmin the heart of the lion's throat for a photographic children of my primordial growth, you parade around a kill so damn proud like a
imagine fifty people a day,I said fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a
, it's all scoop hey yo Take it, better to leave it to y'all, this is rough and tough Because you hide in broad day light, a parasite A hypocrite, you take a
don't have to drive a fancy car Just for you to be a shinin' star No matter who you are, no matter who you are Brand Nubian cats spread A four-letter
'll drive by in all black Caddy's A 21 gun salute Your last words be "Please jungle don't shoot" Pussy, I'll put a slug between your eyes And stand there
its 'cause u were my best friend so take my hand and gyde me there and save a place one day to share.. Since the day u left us things werent the same
that I was wrong? They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming They took a flower All along In its
Plus I'm bleeding Give me a bandaid a band that can play A fanbase with hearing aids and a voice like a hand grenade I pull the wool over their vision
to take a drink and smoke a cigarette When the day is ended, I look outside my window There on the horizon, Mariano's silhouette He sits upon a stone in a
Saw this nigga there, holding the Tec Ready to wet, I'm started to sweat, a niggas stressed We up beside a horrible mess I saw a box with the letters
overdose uncle diein' of aids Realize that I got a little money but there's somethings money can't save Is there a heaven for gangstas is there a heaven
Felt the letter that you wrote. I said "This is Independence Day. I wonder how I'll celebrate?" (All) And the people came around on Independence Day
the Bravehearts I'll take a razor open your face up I tried to tell these niggas, we don't play I run up on you broad day with a A-K Cornball I can
's advice is worth listening to I've stated my case, now I'll return to my place But there will come a day when black marks won't erase Nothing...