black and white with blood surely spilled? It's the queues of the views. Of the neo-con news. I spent three years in my bed. Wake up to find print is dead
I make a print In the earth, so the future knew the Lord was makin' much sense Now it ain't nothin' that can worry me My attitude is free and can see
Mayday, mayday, we're going down? Niggaz screamin' mayday 'cause Ren is kickin' ass like Pele Makin' fools run like it's a relay But ain't no fools runnin
from a neighborhood street thug A .44 mag full of .44 slugs Now it'is time for robbin niggas' hoes Kickin in do's, and leavin prints on .44s Confused is
?Mayday, mayday, we're going down? Niggaz screamin' mayday 'cause Ren is kickin' ass like Pele Makin' fools run like it's a relay But ain't no fools
?Mayday, mayday, we're going down? Niggaz screamin' mayday 'cause Ren is kickin' ass like Pele Makin' fools run like it's a relay But ain't no fools runnin
was destined that I make a print In the earth, so the future knew the Lord was makin' much sense Now it ain't nothin' that can worry me My attitude is
with a knuckle print So checkin' chins in the 9-6, this shit is a sinch [Hook] [Thorough] I crucify clicks like a cult, dialect is difficult The result
