on the floor Where the wind would blow snow through the cracks in the wall And I couldn't enjoy then, havin' a boyfriend I had nothing decent to wear at all So I long for
were spilled I favored the few that stood strong in the sun As I reached for the profit of my prize I found I had trampled the forgotten ones Nothing
ass Get over it Get over it All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit Get over it, get over it Get over it Get over it It's gotta
? All my bones they are gone, gone, gone Take my bones, I don't need none Cold, cold cupboard, lord, nothing to chew on! Suck all day on a cherry stone
have been runnin' I never thought I could be that sick Damn! I was suppose to see that shit That's when I thought it was more than 3 shots He could have been aiming for
? Being they were half-priced, I pass 'em on by looking for Levis But Guess what? All my favorite clothing lines and hip designs Were being liquidized and it made me sick
Billy Danze] Lets give it up for the rusty 32's And the day before Lymer For the cold old gold and the loks marijuana When the G's stood firm Perfecting
is nothing more than a sick farce paying homage to the ruling class Who, without hesitation, do it all again Those who forget history to repeat it are
thank you, Amen I've just stood there thinkin' About his prayer and all that he said in it Finally I opened the door and asked him If I could talk to him for
fuckin' em, said you wanna, nothing man, Stop all to judgin', man, all the custom, man, Before I... when you try to touch your hand, Stop all to... for
is what you did to me Nothing is what you did for me Nothing is what you give to me I take whatever I'm visioning Now break all the limiting Now shake all
it They think I'm nothing, cause I don't get up and get a job But I be trying the only thing I get, is getting hard I'm sick and tired of being sick and
at the door This is for the single maternal figures beaten to the floor And crawled back for the children and stood up for more And watched those same
past Praying for mercy, receiving the absurd flesh before it's ghastly fecundation And they all come to me, and answers resounds in nothingness For the
long lines, for government cheese I'm paying taxes, giving back my government cheese Government please, what kinda laws are these You get more time for chilling rocks, than you do for
hood for no reason I'm sick [Deep K-Rino:] I said "Yeah, Tuesday the 25th is the date" [K-Rino:] Well if it's war then I guess it's gon be war that's
poor shit it made me sick Watchin' dealers all I stood makin' loot holdin' they dick I hated Eddie Murphy used to wish that he would quit it All that