's in, and give a portionin' No handicap, Annie or and orphan friend, friend But the sizzurp I'm drinkin' on, birds I'm bankin' on Get cha Kirk Franklin on
and the world is full of love Everything I feel is coming from above Feelin' the amazing flow Of centuries in the after glow Widow weeds and crows and
' You're one in a million Or I'd like to be like a fish down deep in the sea Swimmin' from canyon to canyon and feeling free I'd pull up on your
'-eye dog can learn to lead the blind A bee don't deal in honey The Beatles ain't got no money And watermelons grow on a grapevine One day my papa told
early bird that got the worm and if you check it I'm on point, like a fax machine, you get the message It be no question and them bust the second guessin
it up somebody gotta give it up John J., blow em out the water adopt the Bombey Your bitch look like Stronjay, look at me the wrong way Burn one and sautee
One-two, one-two, mic check, one-two, one-two (You don't know, that I really love you) Yo, yo, you'll never know, check me out (You don't know, that I
and the place So you can get a taste of medecin for your medulla cause I school a Ferris Beulla cuttin class cause your style is butt 'n' ass; I pass one to A+ And
, word Hey yo, one two three, the crew is called ReFugees And if you come fa tes the rap stylee Stop the violence and just bring it on, wild Hey yo I
one another? Why do we have to focus on the skin tone and color? Why can't we see that we sisters and we brothers And understand we all equal to God and
no place to be North Star trilogy, west coast Killa Bee (Killa Who?) Killa Bee, (Killa Who?) Killa Bee Killa Bee, (Killa Who?) Killa Bee [Chorus: RZA
manned. I planned a well-rendered, one-gendered Lesbian love story With good old-fashioned sex in every line Where girls with tattoos would whimper and whine "While on
Jennifer, won't see me a lot But when you see Vivica, tell her she a fox We rollin', big truck, sittin' on chrome (Twistin' a bone) Talkin' to a bird on
one was two, if I was you, I'd come back to me What if everything got reversed po' boys eat caviar And rich folks took the ride on Santa Fe boxcars
one was two, If I was you, I'd come back to me What if everything got reversed, poor folks ate caviar And rich folks took to riding on Santa Fe boxcars