they got to go Now everybody light it up now ho... Take it deep inside your body and breathe... Let it out [verse 2] Rock rock y'all I wanna give it
her youth and throw it on a factory floor? Oh Lily, I just can't take any more They've locked us out, they've banned our unions They even treat their
there [Brother Ali] Take a map of this picture, throw a dart at it, thats where We took a room back full the kids and threw a heart at it Angry like
they got to go Now everybody light it up now HO... Take it deep inside your body and breathe... Let it out [Verse 2] Rock rock y'all I wanna give it
just makes the fat man look outrageous Absurd though it may seem you know I've heard there's even been illegal doping And though we're coping, I just hope it
love smellin Fendi bag high-Willie in Jag, gorilla Mag blow you out the back, throw your broke ass in the gap Analyze see it like that, felt you love be it
It doesn't matter what I need It doesn't matter if I cry Don't matter if I bleed You've been on a road Don't know where it goes or where it leads It
of broke men to rich ones Throw them phone numbers away 'cuz this is it, hun Headed to the Chapel, my niggas laughin' And it's bafflin' 'cuz just a year ago It
a banana skin away Throw it up, throw it out Chuck a nightmare dart Quiet Compere on the mic turns turning to the court Putting beef vol-au-vents across the Union
Here I'm standing at the junction of my life So many ways, I don't know which one is the right Do I wanna keep it up or throw it all away Or close my
brewing up a brainstorm And we leave the grunges far behind In the quagmire of the unkempt mind 'Cause it got no style, no eloquence No elegance, no sensuality All it
Premier lace the beat, so it can bump faster Gurizzi, on Volume Thrizi, I gets busy Since the days of the Quarters, Union Square, and the Castle Been
Bee And we gotta do it somethin like this Ahh yeah that's the way it goin down Now this is how we did it way back in the days It was all about peace
Mush it up Throw it in That's a tasty Toledo Toledo Surprise First you beat it up Then you sweet it up When you heat it up If it tries to rise Don't
in a barn in pain and bitter Twenty-seven years of age. Why did you do it, Johnny, Throw it all away? Why did you do it, boy, Not just destroy The
the make Buried up to the neck in socio-aggregate Twist an arm and drag it back [Incomprehensible] Firmly entrenched, flip the cards Buy it up and starve it
love smellin Fendi bag high-willie in jag, gorilla mag Blow you out the back, throw your broke ass in the gap Analyze see it like that, felt you love be it
it's getting critical And the curious running away They are the furious ones It's the perfect disguise known as fear It's a shame it's a phenomenon