's so There is a place Where I can go When I feel low When I feel blue And it's my mind And there's no time When I'm alone There's a place
it's so There is a place Where I can go When I feel low When I feel blue And it's my mind And there's no time When I'm alone There's a place
native son Once there was a time my little one Before the wagons - before the soldiers' guns When this land was ours as far as the eagle flies No white flag
never gave a fuck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You niggas ain't eatin, fuck it, tell
It's where you and I are placed I realize That this knife was not for me And after you tell me your life story Tomorrow I'll be right there Wanting something
keep a pack of zig zags for that good old bud We do a house party what the fuck is a club And the ese's they sold most of the drugs La familia hell and
: Going to a go go, everybody Going to a go go, c'mon now Going to a go go, everybody Going to a go go, c'mon now Well there's a brand new place
world through Crosshairs and tv?s don?t you Ten foot walls built around us White picket death So quiet, so safe But if we fall there will be nothing
: The cold words deafen and silence long forgotten the logic never reclaimed The anger rises sometimes there's no surrender no white flag flies you
was a good day, hope I have me a great night I don't know what you fishin for but catch you a great white Me, I see great white, heavy as killer whales
-ssy juicy I never give a f-ck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You n-ggas aint eatin
your body baby And say that you're packin' a lot 'Cause all I see besides your big feet Is that you got big socks Let's just say that there's something lacking A
and play Mat lock But never crack the case cause the defendant's a bad cop You feel me fam? The devil's got a plan That's why Farrakhan formed a Million
the owner gonna respect mine We spend a lotta money and that's the bottom line Ten cars on chrome plus the neck shine Baggy jeans on and J's worth a
by a thread Don't cry about the fates Grab a stasg of casg And plan a rest'rant in the States Let me stop for a bit This was my greatest hit Miss Saigon
back There's a party going on in my head While I think about the blood that we shed Then party uh when the player play There's a party going on up in
, soul sucker Your cold words deafen And silence long forgotten The logic never reclaimed The anger rises Sometimes there's no surrender No white flag
