[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's intro]. A tall, handsome, chocolate syrup colored kid. in a fresh boxcut hairstyle.. Quiet manner was more in tune with his, well-heeled patrons.
[Aceyalone]. Didn't you tell me it was all about you. To love respect you is all I gotta do. Disconnect you is somethin that I never thought. How can we learn, from a lesson that was never taught.
Minsan tayo'y biglang nagsama. Kailan? Hindi ko maalala. Basta't alam ko lang noon ay. Tawa ka ng tawa. Sa jokes kong sobrang corny at. Mas luma pa kay lola..
Oh love of my life destined forever. i will be right here by your side. dont fall in tears when we're together. you know the joy you bring to me. they'll be no other.
The brake lights. Are really quite lovely. Thousands of souls. All stopping together. . On the highway tonight. There's no reason to cry out your eyes.
Many nights I have waked. Waiting for the four winds to gather. Here in the desert there are no roads. They went away the night before. . Silence only surrounds me.
Shadows in the distance -. Dreamy days long gone. I can see them rising -. To guide the setting sun. From the edge of nowhere -. As I'm waiting for their call.
Yeah, this nigga think we hoes or somethin' my nigga. Shit, man what the, lemme talk to the motherfucker. How hard we really motherfucker is in this bitch, nah'm sayin?.
Yeah, this nigga think we hoes or somethin' my nigga. Shit, man what the, lemme talk to the motherfucker. How hard we really motherfucker is in this bitch, nah'm sayin?.
Yeah, this nigga think we hoes or somethin' my nigga. Shit, man what the, lemme talk to the motherfucker. How hard we really motherfucker is in this bitch, nah'm sayin?.
Now your turning blue. Now they are turning you. No returning. A simple yes will do. . Don't want to be your dancing monkey. I'll just be your favorate junky.
Put in my fifty pence in the slot pull out the tray get a shock. Out comes a nodda nice and clean put it on it makes me scream. Nodda machine. Nodda machine.
Living in a city full of urban decay. All you see around all that you say. Living in a city full of dust and shit. Unemployed statistics don't help a bit.
If there be no masters there'd be no slaves. No one to feed off the ones that work all day. No masters. No masters. . No masters. No slaves. You're working for your government it's always the same.
No more simple tunes. No more easy poon. It takes so many millions to get laid. . So many fools. It's time to lose the tools. I said give 'em hell boys on the Nile.