see the end So next year we can do it all again Same Dogg channel, same Dogg time Only the strong will survive in 99 So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion
admirable // Different methods interpreted into different forms // From entirely different perceptions and seen from different norms // Not just spitting a poem, there?s much more involved // There?s much
a substantial reward to anyone with information about this crime. [Mary Sunshine] How much is the reward, Miss Kelly? [Velma Kelly] - I don't know, how much
and fighting Telling someone what we feel A world of strength and clarity The alternative reality But creating a new lifestyle Could never come to much
Before my eyes I see a wall Twelve thousand miles high And the same amount wide Within that wall are faces of people To whom I once could relate Now
see the end So next year we can do it all again Same dogg channel, same dogg time Only the strong will survive in 99 So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion
We are the chosen He's on the phone, she's way back home I won't let this go, no not tonight It's all the same, so much has changed Oh won't let this
that it's gon' end til we make revolution But who gon' make the shit if we worship prostitution? Ain't no women finna die for the same ol' conclusion
thats outlandish But when I do, I'm thinking without standage I apologize, take it as a letter In spite of my actions just know I was raised better (much
we all do, that's the standardized refrain but on some really real man, good to see you, really, what the dealy deal?" Oops, fuck, screwed the pooch, asked too much
are perverted in their judgment Cuz everything appears to be the same They entertain suggestion, Next time just use protection Desiring to cover up their shame But much
Ram Folks who ain't heard the news say, "Look at Andy, God damn" That must be renowned fam cause I ain't even got a Dodge But still that same raggy, quite
woke up broke? [C.I.] Yo.. C.I. don't do drugs, I hang out with corporate thugs that transport microchips and oriental rugs Then sell 'em on the streets for as much
her the album and like She was like, "Yo I love the record, record is incredible But y'know something's different Y'knahmsayin somethin it just ain't the same
it's too much. All you do is look good... And then you fuck. Git my money, git yo' money It's all the same. The shit ain't even funny when you talk about
ain't sayin' much you could be one of the feds We stay connected, above the clouds We don't talk much but the movement speak loud, nigga Gotta respect
We got so much soul You can damn near see it Spinnin on a 45 I've come to the conclusion Clear the confusion My point is to rock Dis funky joint