you expect Echo in the hall The ghost of the picture still haunts the master Bedroom mirror wall I suppose you'd say she made a fool of me Oh, but she has authority
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in delivering rooms Too gory, these kids split Whigs like a Tory More importantly I bring the 4th degree of sorcery Orally, forgery authorities report
is talkin to us, Big Pun is witnessin While they souls still glistenin in ghettos from Compton to Brooklyn the shells cry, every hood's anthem Where everybody goes to church
Ice Cube: Attention all parents! Report to your local therapist! Report to your local church! Report to your local police department! It's goin' down!
For the dominion Who will dominate the opinion Skisms and isms, keepin' us in forms of religion Conformin' our vision To the world churches decision
live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down must separate the church
for building an evilous world Follies and craze,ghetto youths skylarking,not seeing all dem twist & twirl Mockeries and phrase,states and church
a true player has to be The shit comes naturally, so hoes quit asking me I never listened and used to cuss in back of the church Bracking the Max is
and speed now want their fries and coke Cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down Must separate the church and
after death if we suffer and pray Even though they fuck us off in this life today And that white Jesus hangin on the wall in church ain't a part of a
evade the search (all right now) (come on son) This just mean yo grandmama musta really, really prayed in church (hmm) Maybe its
Attention all parents Report to your local therapist Report to your local church Report to your local police department, it's goin' down Carry into my
reach Something is dying Something is dying inside of me In spite of me Something is dying Something is dying inside of me In spite of me Author of
A huge void in my life make it right I'm staring up at the Pope, it soak it up while he spoke it Mesmerized and repeated, like he the author that wrote
two family habitat for humanity with a view Of where the insanity live My vida loca was built like Bob Villa, villa gone He architected, I authored