cool if you don't, that's all on you. Bullet Proof: 16 worth a mill my whole clique push dope Transportin' ki's in the all black Camero 50 G's on the
the Lear jet flies When you glide in silent splendor in your padded limousines Only you are crying there behind the silver screen Now you battle dragons, but they'll all
and listen well, he's a bad muthafucka Gimme that goddamn book Here let me read you this one, Christmas in Compton It was a silent night, yes, a holy night
The Stories One - The Thrash of Naked Limbs Two - Le Cerf Malade Three - Gather Me Up Forever
the two that were one Were now not the same one spread its wings and began to fly One drifted away and began to die Become yourself and all that you are
I am there; catch me if you can, catch me if you dare". At all th4ese moments, and all these daydreams, and all our breaths which dream idly into deaths, deaths: at all
count down to nothing, no pop, no big bang theories of post modernistic expression the new impressions of devils and angels both I stand silent, I disattached
the cife his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three
flight & velvet hour We of arabic pleasure's breed We of sundome & the night Give us a creed To believe A night of Lust Give us trust in The Night Give
come around I know I aint been spending time like im supposed ta but you the only one I love like i love that doja s*** If i told u was the only one
one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One taste of you my Magdalena
man dying {jah-born (of medina green)} Y'all seen the front page? another black man slayed By the beast hit with a rain, or 4 glocks got sprayed Hey
'm takin' all your little toys away You don't have any say, so in your future The pretty colors and the shiny lights Do we just chase whatever we desire? Oh, silent night
night when our tale was begun On the docks near Notre Dame Man #1: Shup it up, will you! Man #2: We'll be spotted! Gypsy: Hush, little one. Clopin
in the door, became one of y?alls leaders In the fresh pair of Air Force One sneakers Uptown we call ?em uppies when they on divas Prolly worn when KRS One
one fourth, wicked niggas is the source To the force I bring forth causes havocs, sparks bloody riots Seven days and seven nights of blue street fights Like boo took all
it ain't all good 'Cause a nigga like set trippin' up in my neighborhood [Unverified] through the cut, I see task hoppin' off of the tree It's all about mine so it's all