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The way that momma raised us was faith
So diablo wouldn't faze us or us
Or lay us down to
the wolf from the sheep
Or the sheep who cried
And the deadly hoof
While the was asleep
I keep my a ghost
my heart the most
Don't play too close
Sleep with my eyes at
So Diablo be hostin the game of life
The knife sits by throats of the
and death straight through the lungs
as the mind gets washed by of sugar plums
But we shall overcome cause we ain't
but we ain't smart, they got the by the hearts
And the by the nuts
Ear, tongue and
Yeah, they're trying to us up
but, shit, you what's up
We get with the movement
and move men
They consume every womb who
beneath the stairs of their
Best believe they're shove em in a tomb
repeat 4X
Cause Everytime I to the microphone
I put my on 2" reels
That I even own
(Bootie Brown)
Early Saturday I was cartoon gazin
slowly into the kitchen
to fill a bowl with some Bran
as I ran up and down the TV
I Indian Joe
getting out of this nation
by a silly
who laughed as the shit
the same
the game continued rappin
is at an all-time high
You give a of your soul
to receive some from the pie
But you I keep on rappin til the break of dawn
even though it is my soul I do not even own
repeat 4X
(FatLip)
I was po', nlack and
beyond a shadow of a
Ass-out, open waitin for my shit to come on out
Speakin about the before I got signed
I was behind Coolio in the County Line
My big brother to say I was an asshole
didn't graduate, handle the hassle
of high school, why
wit' foolish and guidelines
fuck the cap and
said the trade and tried rhymes
Hooked up with J-Swift, got with
me and my nigga L.A. Jay at S.C.U.
I the MIC one-time
it, 1-2, we in
freakin' major with my fellow Nubians
Takin to the next level
Too bad I my soul to the fuckin devil