keep your eyes on He's smart, yeah and he's quiet A troublemaker if I ever seen one Next thing you know it's Attica And we got a prison riot There ain
in a rush You can?t help me till the sunrise lifts up(?) Let?s levitate up over the horizon I can see it in your eyes, everything you?re hiding I can
'm a part of U.S.A. and be proud Confronted with racism, started to feel foreign Like the darker you are the realer your problems I reached for the stars
Of coke was cooked without the garbage, we'd all have the top dollars Imagine everybody flashin', fashion Designer clothes, lacin' your click up with diamond vogues Your
would reveal my tears So tell the police I ain't home tonight Messin' around with you is gonna get me life But when I look into your eyes, you're worth
When I see you With your last breath I see love Through your death I see love I see peace in the eyes of the king I see hope in your suffering (I see
-down, getcha, think he just rappin', but I'm down to scope 'em out with ya. Playas get your checks from your ladies, get high, then your ladies sneak your
nigga Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga Niggas get your checks from your broads get high Then your broads sneak your keys from your
no shorts Smokin on the newports your ghetto resource And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch and hit you with levels beyond your control My momma never
takin' no shorts Smokin' on the newports your ghetto resource And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch And hit you with levels beyond your control My
a bullet through your head. Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye. Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea, meet your fuckin' fate
?m in the studio daily tryna write these tunes And for you to stress a nigga like I?m running these hoes is outta line Goodbye to your life, pack up your
blues and it hold your aims you're bold or fold no in betweens console your seems don't blow your creams also don't you loose your dreams this is my life
of the heart You move your hand across my skin Sweet music to the touch, I rise to the sun And once again we taste the truth We're prisoners of our love
toll on you But your weekend revolution just won't do Don't hang yourself with your Christmas tie In your coffin flat, you sit and die Your weekend revolution Your
Assata. We share the same Blood, Assata, yeah. Your Power and Pride, so Beautiful... May God bless your Soul. Your Power and Pride, so Beautiful... May God bless your
you on your way Yeah baby I just wanna make it all right make it all right I can see it in your eyes Someone took away your shine Though your hearts in a prison
you're sad I'm leaving so this may hurt a little But girl look from your window late tonight You think my heart is frozen while yours is slowly grieving