how they handle they biz How they connect with Jamaician niggas who speak American And how they chains swung a medallion iced out pelicans And how they stay wit four pounders And speak American
me into Running the gamut again Surprise you're wrong I'm not the defects for ones You left out Erratic an addict Is leading my fall Back to the faces
stretches Taught and only so far Before it snaps back Giving us relief It's just a matter of time It's just a matter of time Before you fall down
Artist: American Head Charge Song: Self No sense of self To balance it off Preconceived notions of something That everyones gone Will I show up With
anyway Liar youre such a On your hands and knees Picking up the broken pieces Liar youre such a On your hands and knees Afraid to turn my head For fear
already feel your thoughts So it comes as no surprise That all the intent is real And all the suspects are right And if we stop it all falls down
it mine The lips that lie Is it true The lace that tears Is it skin The line that binds Is it real The face that smiles Is it yours The fall
cause I already feel your thoughts so it comes as no surprise that all the intent is real all the suspects are right if we stop it all falls down cover
, they tell it so well The cavalries charged, the Indians fell The cavalries charged and the Indians died Oh the country was young with God on its side The Spanish-American
be trusted. He's learned a lesson, but what can he do now? Then he hears the voice of his mother in his head reminding him to 'HOLD YOUR HEAD UP HIGH' (
of the three The fall out was far beyond the toxic cloud where people look like debris But all they saw after all was said...beyond the talking heads
three The fall out was far beyond the toxic cloud where people look like debris But all they saw after all was said...beyond the talking heads Was
Poison.I Am Magnificent Like Marcus, You Might Wanna Fall Back Like August, Or Late September Whatever You Call It, I Hit Niggas In The Head Like Vonage
they handle they biz How they connect with Jamaician niggas who speak American And how they chains swung a medallion iced out pelicans And how they stay wit four pounders And speak American
books tell it They tell it so well The cavalries charged The Indians fell The cavalries charged The Indians died Oh the country was young With God on its side. The Spanish-American
tell it They tell it so well The cavalries charged The Indians fell The cavalries charged The Indians died Oh the country was young With God on its side. Oh the Spanish-American
(ya dig) you doing bad (ya dig) Well me and my dogs (ya dig) you know we ball (ya dig) Until we fall (ya dig) but we won't fall (ya dig) 2001 (ya dig
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 Mr. Bush sit down