from the dead to rule whatever's mine To my black folks never given a back stroke It's been a long time comin' judgment day is on it's way Lorde lorde
(*Billy Cook vocalizing through song*) [Z-Ro] I wonder if I'm blessed, cause I'm still here And I wonder if heaven's any different, cause in hell the
Right now (good mornin', Vietnam!) Listen Brooklyn wins again It's the Stuy, it's the Bush, dem niggaz again Ta' Kweli, Mighty Def, and that's 'sta on
We gonna send the hounds in I said wait Cause here I come Here I come Here I come You boys get ready Cause here I come Here I come Here I come [Verse
me see a mark sleep Leave him sleep in the middle of the street If you can't stand the heat stay up out the kitchen Now I'm still in the county's face
Yea I'm leanin, Bout to pour me up another cup Yea I'm high, Bout to roll me up another blunt I rolled a Biggie Smalls... Heres another one I'm in love
came You better go and check your storage Wait a minute Goldilocks who the fucks been eating my porridge? Somebody been sitting in my chair Someone been sleeping
who killed my dog Lil Jimmy locked up so until he come home Got a wall full of platinum, pocket full of stones I'm out here on my own Holdin' it down
am the overseer over you. Flee the icy Lucifer. Oh he's an awful fellow! What a mistake! I didn't take a feather from his pillow. Here's the everlasting