Don't speak. I know just what you're saying. So please stop explaining. Don't tell me, 'cause it hurts. No, no. . Don't speak. I know what you're thinking.
We got to get the niggas that running out of here. So that's what we do. Let the gone, now. . Now we got onenation,. Onenation with Greg Nice, Buckshot.
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Don't let them in. I am too tired. To hold myself carefully. And wink when they circle. The fact that I'm trapped. In this body. . Don't let them in. I have my own dreams.
The hands of God were bigger than grandpa's eyes. But still he broke the elastic on your waist. But he'll never break you, baby. But he'll never break you, baby.
With a faint taste of cigarettes. You write hallelujah songs. Ain't it wonderful feeling alright. So I tickle up your backbone. . And at the break of day.
My brain's been hammered and my nerves are shot. I caught the fever and the shakes won't stop. Even the doctors don't know what I got. I'm going-----.
You were willing, you were much too wise. You were willing, now it's gone inside. Don't look back. You were simple in your little games. You're so simple now it's all the same.
Stranded in the storm trying to see through the rain. Looks like my life's coming 'round again. I wouldn't stop it now even if I thought I could. I was one of the remnants from a burned out scene.
Running away, I knew I was wrong. I's tried to fit in where I didn't belong. Wearing their clothes, playing their games. Being a part of that urban decay.
Rivers of sorrow, diamonds in the rough. Everything you wanted and it still ain't enough. Load it in the chamber, fire point black. If it don't make change, it don't make rank.
Inner city rumble. Guitar-soundin' trash. May not be in rolling stone. But we know where it's at. Long-haired kids in torn jeans. Call this out of control.
Black man comin' down the avenue. Arm shot full of holes, don't know what to do. Goes to the doctor, says doctor please. Just give me something to make the pains cease.
I thought I could avoid you but I was wrong. What seemed to be so innocent has long since gone. You took me to dependency, I tried to get clean. I'm not the only one who sais it can't happen to me.
You used to carry the flag. You were the soldier. You used to head the point. You were the older. You used to fight for peace. War was no stranger. You used to walk the line.
Thunderbolts and nightsticks. Coming out of the sky. Flames overhead. Rain until you cry. My baby's on the highway. Come in from the cold. Never going home, never going home.
Every time we have this conversation. You build me up just to tear me down. Clearly it's a problem with your conscience. While I'm the one who's left on zero ground.
Day after day we threw our cares away. Waiting for tomorrow, never living for today. We lined up in the trenches, holding higher ground. We looked away for answers but nothing could be found.
Release me from your wire dagger moon. Release me from your wire dagger moon. Release me from your wire. I'm the hang of your desire. Release me from your wire dagger moon.
Into dark waters flow - bad dreams of long ago. Children who never knew - what doors would open to. Flights taking weary souls - life shakes of bitter cold.