around our heads When niggaz ain't become American till 9/11 Feeling like you gotta sneak into Heaven When the reverend looking like a pimp And the pimp look
pen's is Illmatic, plush robes drag across the floor Gun hand is sore from choppin the raw And when the jet land smoked up just look right under ya The
booty contest, and walk away with a G Oh mi-oh-ma, oh ma-oh-mi She got the shortest skirt in history I think she's a les, she does what I says Look how
'll grow to be an angry young man some day Take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see? Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way? Well
Mary J and you were standing in line To purchase tickets to see her blow like Chicago wind And I'm ridin with Common looking for Chicago Zen And like Chicago
bet them ni**as down the street aint servin more then us. They look like 20's but im chargin the customer 10, They give-aways just to lure a few customers
You looking chilly wit yo thick ass, I know you got plenty Nigga out there who trick cash, I damn near caught whiplash As you walked pass fucked up the
's a lot of things that I never understood, (never understood) Somethin' like Victory, look here, (look here) Blessin's to the men that walk Chicago streets
year Killa, yeah, come on Aiyyo, street mergers I legislated The nerve I never hated on murders we meditated Absurd I hesitated, observe cock and spray Hit you from a block away
We be clubbin' Hey, hey, hey, hey, look here, look here First of all, I wanna welcome All y'all broke ass entreponiggas to the Player's Club It's packed
She looked at me and did the bosa nova I smiled at her and then just walked away then the lights came on and it was over to my surprise, she wasn't a
what to do My best friends they tell me I'm looking blue I couldn't pay my taxes these last few years And every time I go to court, they wipe away my
We've got to drive all night And do a show in Chicago or Detroit, I don't know We do so many shows in a row And these towns all look the same We just
We've got to drive all night and do a show in Chicago or Detroit, I don't know We do so many shows in a row And these towns all look the same We just
wide I can't see over to the other side It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay It's sadder still to feel your heart torn away One look at you and
grow to be An angry young man some day Woah, take a look at you and me Are we that blind to see? Do we simply turn our heads And look the other way?
grow to be an angry young man some day Take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see, do we simply turn our heads and look the other way Well