Some people cry Some people try just to get by For a piece of the pie You love to eat and be high We deceive and we lie And we keepin' it fly - yo yo
by Hurricane Katrina? What if a black man was the one controlling FEMA? What if we ain't never let emotions come between us? What if the last time we
that get fly and boost And they ears be chandelliers, lit up like a lamp, Who cares?! They cooch is fierce, the only thing loose is hairs Thats right
light charge My predicate status, irrelevant My man got the big rap sheet that's outweighing two elephants Jumbo shits from New Orleans Players and Pimps that
people of israel with, one thought.. That they are not alone -- the people of new york, People of the united states of america Indeed decent freedom loving people
wanted to state the facts It seems that no one is against blacks Uhh, what should we do? should we run? Uhh, if we run we'll succumb They're mad so
, yeah, yeah, check it out Niggaz know, niggaz know where we comin from And it's gon' go down like this.. [Capone] Yo, I gots no name, I cause pain, people
, we ain't equal Rich man, poor man, poverty defeats you Where my people? Yo, Kris see you There's only one of you, that's why you gotta be you Them others
another rapper who's had his turn Now it's my turn, and I am concerned About idiots posing as kings What are we here to rule? I thought we were supposed to sing And if we
that Reggie Miller that you push don't be burning like that Cush you gone need that Reggie bush f**king with the ghetto moscato filling up my cup run outs we
Exhale, we so high Inhale, deep inside Exhale, we so high (Up in the Himalayas) Roll up and feel the vibe (Gettin' money, we out) Lay back, enjoy the
we stop it Y'all told me stop it Y'all the ones that keep promoting violence (Ay) Grip to it, kick to it Fuck that, spit to it Sorry people, party people
I hate George Bush, Another seven day week, you ready for the push? Through the eight million stories that you can't write down, Start again from the top, come on people
No disrespect, that's where I rest my head I understand you gotta rest yours true Nigga my people's dead America, together we stand, divided we fall
's get it on Let's love, baby Let's get it on Sugar, let's get it on We're all sensitive people With so much to give Understand me, sugar Since we got
Vegas, the ballers dem a ball Angola like Atlanta, a pure plane take off Bush Gardens inna Mali, Chicago inna Chad Magic Kingdom inna Egypt, Philadelphia like Sudan The Congo like Colorado, Fort Knox inna Gabon People
all up I love the girls and the money and the shame of life Hop down they're the people on the street Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want
) I love y'all All them haters, I love y'all too 'Cause y'all makin' me do it more [Incomprehensible] my family (Thank you) Especially my mom (Thank you) (I love you ma) I love