I took the train and arrived in the dirt. this little tragedy is more than a airplane crash. maybe I already forgot this one thing. the shade that
: I took the train and arrived in the dirt. this little tragedy is more than a airplane crash. maybe I already forgot this one thing. the shade that
An they know when it?s time To handle business nigga lay low Presentin' more urban tales of crack sales An black mail, an black males, peelin' black
this is rebel music The other day a young lady threw her baby of the roof an' Six niggas died from homicide and drug shootins My homey's mom just went
down south To learn a little black and blues From old street men who paid their dues 'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose They knew it, so they just
Willie Knight had a disco, right in his basement man Them New Haven jams Me and Blackman runnin' crazy scams Not a black or white thing, a wrong or right thing Just
And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary For all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary But
all your little speeches you're always giving to us All these little facts that you dig out of a newspaper or pamphlet And you store that little nugget in your little
is stressed And no rest, forever weary My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black crime
Willie Knight had a disco, right in his basement man Them New Haven jams Me and Blackman running crazy scams, Not a black or white thing, a wrong or right thing Just
"The first words I spoke in the original phonograph, Mary had a little lamb. It s fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was
life is stressed And no rest, forever weary My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black
