C'est nous contre leurs peines Et le message est clair Les mots passent Et l'indifference regne Si le mal me gagne Coupable seul de n'avoir rien su faire
C'est nous contre leurs peines Et le message est clair Les mots passent Et l'indifference regne Si le mal me gagne Coupable seul de n'avoir rien su
every motherfucking thing Last ten years momma been working twice a day Grandma on a kidney machine, she done lost all the weight My auntie got AIDS
I don't gotta dig your floor and look for raw Where I don't gotta serve no heads Cook no coke, no such thing as feds And there's no such thing as aids
female ever And war time consigliore to the Cosa Nostra She split the atom, invented the X-ray The cure for AIDS and the surprise blindfold greeting She performed and choreographed the fights
one's puss smell like they went fishin' I grab my dick with a tight grip, 'cause I might flip Yo Red, kick that hype shit on who you had a fight with I had a fight
shit Heard him on a clue? Tape loved the way he kicked it All of a sudden mad labels on his dick But muthafuckas who bit it but couldn't fight it forget
Jamaica's alright, if you wanna get in the middle of a knife fight Jamaica's alright, if you wanna get AIDS or dysentery Jamaica's alright, if you wanna
down please Brian don't throw that (Shut up) Mr. Shady will be your new substitute While Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia (He's got AIDS) Good luck
slut, what? Shut the fuck up now, or get your feelings hurt Worse than my last chick, when I accidentally butt dialed her And she heard me spreading AIDS
the emergency cause it burns to pee Don't bring your germs to me, cause I ain't trying to hear it While your fighting you fucking disease trying to
I don't know much but I know what I feel There's too many people fighting, tied to the wheel I don't know much but I know what I see There's too many
heads are buying Now the dealer's in jail, all the crack heads are dying My man got AIDS, he was hit hard To get laid, he paid a crack head for a five
't support their life You busy screaming gangsta, gangsta all that talk is strife You already know lost the fight if you don't know the cost of life These kids is forced to fight
scars America's false sense of security We see the best examples of humanity in the face of the worst As fire fighters, police officers, rescue workers And volunteers of all sorts, fight
Sunzini)] (It's beautiful God, love it as peace Let's just get out together, man In this hard world, I'm just tellin' you You gotta fight, man) Got this
To open the eyes of humanity before it dies Black and white ain't the real fight That's the only thing the media hypes The real fight are these major
A sad day today for the West coast; we lost an icon y'all. Eric 'Eazy-E' Wright, passed away today at 6:45 PM, Cedars Sinai Hospital, due to complications from AIDS
