الأغاني:
Black Lips Let It Grow

watch it grow so slow I like to watch it when it grows Let it grow let it blow let it grow Let it go let it grow let it grow I like to watch it grow

I won't hear it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed

trans, I can trans, I can transform ya Shoes you got it, got it, bags, you got it, got it Cars, you got it, got it, m-money, you got it, got it I can

way I want to fix it, it's alright it's fine) (But my hips, these sweet hips of mine invite you daddy) (And when I fix my lips my mouth is like wine) (

them checks come I still respect some Russell Simmons for Presidents? Let's elect him Who's the next to come with the new ish? It's the nigga you wish

Or maybe it's the leg growing out my neck But don't jet baby, heh, not yet I'm popping in like a pound of lead Black 'n' blue, his next roll and drop

it's, like the second comin' of Jesus, of Nazareth Be fabulous, raise the dead crowd up like Lazarus Hazardous vocabulary attacks be beautiful Acoustical notes we provoke, it

between us You wait till shit comes, i get it and go Different strokes, for different folks, shit I ain't tryin' To come up short, let on, let it all

. Gandhi called it Ahimsa. The Greenham Wowan call it the 'Politics of Whimsy', But it doesn't end there, neither is it enough. Gandhi played a major