A muse with a Take me on my own No one here will ever know Take me to old men I never want to smile again Day of the bees (x4) Hold back (x3) Straight
[Ruthless Bastards] [Verse one:] Check it, these cold days got me in a physical rage Walking through the dark path in this invisible maze My individual
x4] In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the bees/wee Ain't nothin sweet, we gotta eat [Timbo King] Yo, we come from starvin days, runnin up in Dr. J'
wees Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat Yo, we come from starvin' days, runnin' up in Dr. J's Rock away, so the mega trades, diggin', pockin' days Yo
my uncle Bill and sorta pass the time away I asked him how he'd been since last, I'd passed his way He rubbed his chin, here's what he had to say My
the single file lines was the rule to the days that we had to study all the maps the days we were kiddin not to take the kid naps the days when we used
his hand on my shoulder And said welcome to my house son Ah but years have passed and times has brought many heartaches and many tears I've seen my mother pass
yuh think all my guns are for Forty-five in control jus to explode on a bwoy soul Time changing things re-arranging more guns bussing More man dying from back in the days
daily Forty days, forty weeks, either these raps are back in the streets Stackin' cracks up in the fleece, so Hav blaze the bees And pass that to me,
't got game Long face or not, you be in the big game Sweet on my feet, I float like Sugar Shane You never get up the hill, on the Hall of Fame E-40 my
I went to the country just the other day To see my Uncle Bill and sorta pass the time away I asked him how he'd been since at last I'd passed his way
my pantleg / I'm too weak to move No one hears my cries as they start on my toes Their teeth are like razors as they gnaw at my hands It sure beats
cold days got me in a physical rage Walking through the dark path in this invisible maze A big part in my life in this critical state My individual is
s like this, my song thump your preference You can never attempt to reach that where my level is Black Thought severin competitives, off the dome top Yo my microphone stop, my