Looking out my front door in the morning I see the light Afternoon I'm in the backyard passing the time And when I've said goodbye to sunshine I call
Harlem, fuck it, another day Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the rottweilers Pull the collars, make 'em sit for the godfather Then I holler, to Justin
go, it'll be a homicide Me and another nigga, on the way to the Golden Gate A nigga like me, can't wait Just to make it, to another day Gotta get the
I believe, have I ever repented? Type of shit niggas talk about when they get high Passed out, hazy eye, lettin days go by Bullshittin one another with the same old
brand new eddie bauer Off up into this day, I don't know why that shit was sour You was supposed to be my hommie from the old school Another good guy
just like my opinion The bars hoping the sun shines on them But you still gotta watch the phonies Watch your homies, we got you, homie Hot damn, it's a new day
resurrect the dead) Understand, I watched you go through a lot of trials and tribulations But you know something like I used to always tell you, baby A good listener's a good
met in his other role Paul is a comedian with a unique point of view and commentary And in this capacity, ladies and gentlemen Please welcome with me to the stage, my good
, "I don't think so preacher I'll come back another day" All that I want is to be a Rolling Stone They don't understand what we all know It feels so good
I believe, we always survive, but why? Still, we will survive No matter what, my people just stay alive Still, we will survive No matter what, my people just
really think It's cool to let another man [Havoc] "Let me buck that nigga son" [Prodigy] I hold my own cannon and shoot just as fast Move with select
Drinkers Come on you old pest Fetch a bottle of your best What's the nectar of the day? [Thenardier enters with a flask of wine.] Thenardier Here,
did you care? Another token tantrum to cover up the fear. What did you know? What did you care? Another institution, another cross to bear. What did
so quick you better be, somewhere where it's safe. Thin skinned thread-bare thinkin', now you're gonna die, don't try to rock the jukebox, just kiss this world good
-havin' ass crackers changed my big check to six Times wit' Dean Whitaker's sermon of the day But when I go to sleep I don't dream no more I just lay
just as easy Let's have a war, Jack up the Dow Jones, Let's have a war, It can start in New Jersey, Let's have a war, Blame it on the middle-class,
be a pimp Ain't lovin' no hoes, never no half-stepping' Never caught on my square So there, when I ride I pass my weapon Whoever want to go to war,
