for real, yeah shoot to kill with no aim. Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow. Creep up there like a white mink hiding n snow. And outta black
for real, yeah shoot to kill with no aim. Head for the hills, yes eyes on the camp fire glow. Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow. And outta black
my drive is retarded like I'm riding doughnuts Picture me rollin' Young, handsome and focused Got that vision of pac And though my branding is Oprah Michelangelo portrait meet Mia Angelou
dignity I went down where the vultures feed I would've got deeper but there wasn't any need I heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men And
knew about dignity I went down where the vultures feed I would've gone deeper but there wasn't any need Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
, was making a million being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams a corrupted young mind
Christine Daae! RAOUL: This is his undoing! ANDRE/FIRMIN: If you succeed you free us all - this so called "angel" has to fall! RAOUL: Angel of music
or cracked Black diamonds came hard won Generations toiled and hacked For a pittance and black lung Crushed by tub or stone Together and alone How the young
space station, Tryin to build the tower of babylon. But you sadly mistaken, when I start erasin homosapiens. You lookin for an angel with wings, I'm 'a bring young
concern, was making a million being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams a corrupted young
reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing at what cost and business and business
we must, in beds of rust Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams & muzak, AM, rocks their dreams No black men's pride to hoist the beams While mocking angels
come home from the garage, I see him climbing through the window. [Martin Harrison] Aha! [Amos Hart] With my wife Roxie lying there, sleeping like an angel
all some silly muh'fuckers; "I say Hands Up, Shorty wanna kick it with me" Get that wack shit of BET, Turn the channel, all Black Lambo, Red and black
love me again) Let's take a trip down, I gotcha Let's take a trip down memory, lane at the cemetery rain gray skies Seems at the end of every young black
love me again Let's take a trip down.. I gotcha Let's take a trip down memory, lane at the cemetary Rain grey skies, seems at the end of every young black
About dignity I went down where the vultures feed I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
