Killing in the name of Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Some
Since 1516 minds attacked and overseen, now Crawl amidst the ruins of this Empty dream They're boredrs and boots on top of us, pullin' Knobs on the floor
Born with insight and a raised fist A witness to the slit wrist, that's with As we move into '92 Still in a room without a view You got to know, you
Southern fist Rise through the jungle mist Clenched to smash power so cancerous Black flag and a red star A rising sun loomin' over Los Angeles 'Cuz of
Coolin' on the scene like a horse in a stable A brother got ill, tried to snatch a fat cable I stepped back like it wasn't no thing I Punched him in the
I'm gonna kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy
I be walkin' God like a dog my narrative fearless Word War returns to burn like Baldwin home from Paris Like steel from a furnace, I was born landless
You could have a change of heart if you would only change your mind Instead of slamming down the phone girl for the hundredth time I got your number on
Hello, yeah, it's been a while Not much, how 'bout you? I'm not sure why I called I guess I really just wanted to talk to you And I was thinking maybe
I can see by your eyes, you must be lying When you think I don't have a clue Baby you're crazy if you think that you can fool me Because I've seen that
[Curren$y Spitta] Bout the strength of the quality We smell You can tell that I'm somewhere in the building On my batman shit Niggas suspended from the
i know this bitch named candy, caught her creepin in my pocket. I told her don't be stealin, baby what you need i got it. you know that i'd be lying
Max and relax and listen to wherever you're at the story of how we came up with this hit tune We worked for month's days hours and seconds But we simply
Yo jazzy whats happening man Yo ice cream tee is that jazzy jeff and the fresh prince Yeah tey made that rap tune girls aint nutin but trouble Those
Listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble So next time a girl gives you the play Just remember my
Summer summer summertime Time to sit back and unwind Here it is the groove slightly transformed Just a bit of a break from the norm Just a little somethin
Yeah, yeah, hell, yeah Come on, so all you people on the left Are you ready to rock the house? People on the right, are you ready to rock the house?
[LL Cool J:] Uhh, yeah (si papi.. uhh, uh-huh) Uh-huh (I see you papi, si) I was in Madrid yo Had this hot club shootin my video They was burnin