my anger, Knock out your teeth if you bring me beef, Leave you looking like a chief. Where you from blud, where you from? What's your name? (Where you from?) Plan
and un-bops his head take's the CD out the player and puts it back in its case which has my name on the cover along with my face Fast forward there's
you ain't enjoying it, Know what I'm talking bout?) My purpose really used to be so unclear Science fiction with the swagger, it's so unreal So fly that my
my intention, but somehow it feels strangely planned And this goes to show you Ignorance is underrated, 'cause I'd rather forget all about my past
? We'd have all immigration. Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? Where'd I get my fags? Who'd empty out my dustbins? Would I still get plastic bags?
the breeze? My Panther my Brother we are at War until you're free! Gene Gray (a.k.a. What? What?): I plan to move my motherfuckers to the front line
nigga's gone (yeah) Can't, peel my cap back, I'm never at home (ha!) I'm somewhere, with my shaft restin on a hoe's tongue (word) Sippin Dom Perignon
the others hack off their limbs And complain how they have to hobble If I'm in the land of the dead Then it's when I open my eyes Everyday I keep opening my
relations with that woman." - PRESIDENT BILL CLINTON "This vast right-wing conspiracy conspiring against my husband." - FIRST LADY HILARY RODHAM CLINTON "Watch me pull a rabbit out of my
high in the skies then jumping out and parachuting The way a man feels prior to an execution, rush Eyes bulge, face flushed, scared of heights? Try being
and plan Hella faded from the trees we bought, beware Cause you can get caught by the all-out Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought [Bootie Brown & Frank Fiction
make errors, try to run home You out at the plate (YOU'RE OUT!) I make wack niggas light my L then I put it out on they face From New York to California
's gone (yeah) Can't, peel my cap back, I'm never at home (ha!) I'm somewhere, with my shaft restin on a hoe's tongue (word) Sippin Dom Perignon while