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The way that momma us was pure faith
So diablo wouldn't faze us or us
Or lay us to sleep
the wolf from the sheep
Or the who cried wolf
And the deadly hoof
While the wolf was
I keep my mind a
my heart the most
Don't play too close
Sleep with my eyes at
So Diablo won't be hostin the of life
The sits by throats of the young
and death straight through the lungs
as the gets washed by visions of sugar plums
But we overcome cause we ain't dumb
but we ain't smart, they got the girls by the
And the niggaz by the
Ear, tongue and
Yeah, trying to fuck us up
but, shit, you know up
We gotta get with the
and men soon
consume every womb who bares
beneath the of their doom
Best they're gonna shove em in a tomb
repeat 4X
Cause Everytime I step to the
I put my soul on 2"
That I don't own
(Bootie Brown)
Early Saturday mornin I was cartoon
slowly into the kitchen
to fill a bowl with some Raisin
as I ran up and the TV stations
I Indian Joe
getting out of this nation
by a silly
who as the shit happened
Everything's the
the continued into rappin
Deception is at an high
You a piece of your soul
to receive some crumbs the pie
But you I keep on rappin til the break of dawn
even though it is my soul I do not even own
Chorus: 4X
(FatLip)
I was po', nlack and
beyond a of a doubt
Ass-out, wide open waitin for my shit to on out
Speakin about the before I got signed
I was coolin behind Coolio in the County
My big brother to say I was an asshole
graduate, couldn't handle the hassle
of high school, why
wit' foolish rules and
fuck the cap and
said the trade and tried rhymes
up with J-Swift, got with 2-4-2
me and my nigga L.A. Jay at S.C.U.
I the MIC one-time
it, 1-2, we in
freakin' major flavors my fellow Nubians
Takin shit to the next
Too bad I sold my to the fuckin devil