than gasoline. People are afraid of intruders, to get sued. Even afraid of the food , afraid to be rude, afraid of getting pursued. They are afraid
than gasoline. People are afraid of intruders, to get sued. Even afraid of the food , afraid to be rude, afraid of getting pursued. They are afraid of
test, wan fi' test? And the winner is.. [Busta Rhymes] Y'all niggaz know the rules I blast on niggaz so -- [Notorious B.I.G.] -- my fist never bruise
I'm terrified Keep your voices raised Keep your knuckles bloody Keep your voices raised Keep your knuckles bloody Standing over me, my body His fists
Y'all This one is for the refugees and child soldiers Carrying the weight of the world upon their shoulders The homeless and few true microphonists Not afraid to raise their fists
enough ti simply disagree Don't want no predetermined destiny It is uo to us and I am sure we don't stand alone Raise your fist, raise your voice Cause
raise me right. Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I made Niggas dead, niggas gone, I still ain't afraid. Ain't too grown to get back on with
Loch Ness Nine millimeter cock test, wan fi' test? And the winner is Y'all niggaz know the rules I blast on niggaz so my fist never bruise Land-still
re on the front line Everybody with your fists raised high Stand beside on the front line Everybody with your fists raised high Let me hear your battle cry Everybody with your fists raised
has no emotions It only harbors doubt And if she fears your intentions She will cut you out So do not raise your voice And do not shake your fist Just
Sam Now flex your muscles show them stronger than the rest Raise your hands up baby are you sure that we're the best? The best We'll come out with our fists raised
situation Than a fist and a kiss goodnight I wish she'd take another's invitation To see that real love is more than being tough Sister, don't be afraid
Love, that's a classic Never had a fist fight, got knocked out one time Stupid motherfucker thought peace was a gang sign Yo I never liked the circus I was too afraid
your punchin' bag Since when do thorns try to hurt the roses? And why are you always mad? Said I, I'm so innocent, and you're, you're so ignorant Raise your fist
the sky and see the same cloud configuration That Nat Turner saw the day they hanged him Resisted in the face of adversity with a fist and it was raised
With my bloody fist raised to the sky I slaughtered all your lambs The time of my expiration's drawing nigh We return tonight You can see it in these
