Fake so-called Negroes won't stop it Witness lies fed straight to the brother man Hopes are lost to the malevolent game plan Annihilation of original citizens Of this great planet
This is a warning, another cut to move on Another beat that's so strong Hold on and I get wicked in this song Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom P-Dog
on, we rain on Babylon The anti-Fox News, anti-pop, original group P and the Enemy policin the beast Until we rise it'll never be peace, I put that on
hold their eyes on the things I say 'Cause they used to catch, throwing down Gs on it We be stroking in the cab, breath on it With the meter still running, 'cause my knees on
on the job at hand. Got skills for this professional typical certified wise man From Sky to land, I'm overcoming all your schemes and plans So take cover
what i should do now i don't know where i should go i'm still here waiting for i'm lost when you're not around i need to hold on to you i just can't
feel the stress that's hangin on me, And all this pain in my family - they all depend on me. Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
through And it says to you Love when you can Cry when you have to Be who you must that's a part of the plan Await your arrival With simple survival
inside your blood Help you through this lonely ride Hold on, hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on, hold on Hold on
you don't know me I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part holy First trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly Keep one on my staff with a new pro-chromy
] Nigga you don't know me I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part holy First trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly Keep one on my staff with a new pro
thoughtful word, a simple smile, but I was selfish But if I change my heart today tomorrow it might be okay And maybe I won't look back I can't hold on
wants to get out of the rain Wants to be free, wants to see no more pan We're guaranteed that the season will change 'Till then, I'm keeping sunshine on
on the gunpowder landmine Ready to blow at any second I'm checking for the signs of the end Of all-time, I figure its on time, my last thoughts forming
beat Bitch niggas that never spent a day in the street But I repeat that nobody can hold my reigns I put the truth on tracks nigga, simple and plain [
me it'll be your life a simple chance that you takin Clicked up with the hypnotize camp of life so all you bitches quit hatin [juicy j] Yeah on that
pieces Over you And if I could and if I would I'd be forgetting all about you It's never that simple (Uhhhhhuhhhhuuhhhh) So I imagine You and me sitting on
cracked Other than that, I don't plan to run track Picture me joggin for miles.. hah! Come on kid, that's just not my style I just talk to girls on the
