Letras:
Y T Gonna Go Blind

blow Breathe Out Let 'em know what you about from the words in your mouth To the way you live it out no doubt [Verse One] Don't rock don't pop don't drop don't

in my letter, to the President s**t is still f**ked up y'all And y'all wonder when it's gon' get better and it ain't gon' get better [2Pac] Dear Mr.

Everyone who steal the flow, all y'all some hoes Shermed out, let's make some mo' money, I'm kinda hungry, it's all good, haters I don't wanna rock '

heard this lil EZ told me Bitch clonin little EZ's niggas so fuck you you weren't original Mono y mono ain't no subliminal Hey When I regime in fatigues

the weak It don't depend on the color of a rag Cause if you got what they want you know they gonna take what you have Cause violence don't only revolve

! (And...) And we are young! (Uh huh...and) And while we're young, yes we're gonna have some fun! (Yo!) (Here it comes) Here we go! Skippity bop bop

) Y'all really can't fuck with us ('Ya'll can't' Fuck with us, what) Y'all really can't fuck with us Y'all really can't fuck with us [Verse 1] I'ma kill

is on the set It's the family clique Broshiggez (aw shit) Boy don't fret everything's aight We gonna fall on up when Luis in flight Yo, fuck the rhyme

don't know what y'all talking about This between me and her, that's my word, she just upset [Ghostface Killah] Changes... we all go through changes