Texty:
Forbidden All That Is

dog you're a flea Bloodsucker mentality Kick back and relax Deny all the facts Nobody says nothing Man, nothing at All that is isn't at all All that is

the land of the forbidden All hail, run tell, the King has risen 2010 Thriller, there's nothing iller, it's killer There vision, the missin' the pack, this is that

summers that we had especially Love who you is girl, you bring out the best of me And it's like that, you know it's like that (that's right) And that'

I'll give you all that I have if that's what you want me to try Come on, come on, come on Over and over Come on, come on, come on We all wanted this

the war Were strolling down Christopher Street When they stopped in a men's store With all of the mannequins dressed in the style That brought tears

that [that, that, that, you know we didn't know that, that, that], so nigga you know that [that, that, that] them thugstas niggas [I figured you'd know that

when the heat's on 'em Stop snitchin', you asked for the life you're livin' This act is not permitted, nowhere on the map It is forbidden to send a nigga

, way their legs flap Under the desk in the study hall That odor rising roses and ammonia And way their dicks droop like lilacs Or the way they smell that forbidden

're hand's the same color as mine's, black man rise To all my hustlers pumping cracks behind the buildings Ghetto children this is how we living All