see you once more Turn black tables And your turning black tables And your making your head blur Making your head blur And your turning black tables And your turning black tables
both black and white are smokin crack tonight And only time we deal is when we kill each other It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other And
liars, we don't burn rubber, we burn tires We riders we ciders, we live in The Carter Wayne is a flame that could live in the water Ok now let's get it
liar, we don't burn rubber, we burn tires We riders we ciders, we live in The Carter Wayne is a flame that could live in the water Ok now let's get it
[The Game] Hey yo the kid still at it, woke up from that coma Seen hell came back and here comes my first classic Still chop it up at the table, still
It's hard to breath and hard to run when your lungs black and Coughing up blood like, what the fuck happened? Raising my wrist to cancer's the answer
"Welcome to the real world", she said to me Condescendingly Take a seat Take your life Plot it out in black and white Well I never lived the dreams of
y'all [Fat Joe:] I'm a nigga 'til I die, and I ain't even try See the murder in my eye, nigga fuck the other side I don't give a fuck, I will bring you
Chairs thrown and tables toppled, Hands armed with broken bottles, Standing no chance to win but, We're not runnin', we're not runnin'. There's a point
with words that are spontaneous? Black Thought: A yo, the purpose mainly is to generate the Luther Van Lyrical contraband, controllin your command and... chorus: Black Thought: All the way live
tropical it's just sittin at a table with sophisticated bitches Nah that ain't nothin I would call my mother Nor do I call every nigga my brother Gotta have Black
