time it is I don't know why I'm even on this track Y'all niggas ain't even on my level I'm going to let my little homies Ride on yah Bitch made ass
the sound of approaching thunder When you see the clouds blacken Remember you've been warned No shelter from my fierce winds Because I am the storm You'll hear my
The boatman rose to the sound of his heartbeat Loud in the silent approach of the dawn He glanced through the window at mist on the lake Which hung like
Evening is unreal When morning leaves the moon Approaching most in tears He dances draped and new [?] Armed with many warnings We face the ancient mode
is a man of class We want Freddy for our leader All stand and raise your champagne glass Peace shall not prevail entirely came the stark warning today
Wasn't nothing major, wallet, Walkman cheap lil' pager They took my food stamps, took my knife Took me and tried to take my life I tried to fight back but my
our wrist back, slapped with prosecutions Guilty! {*knock knock knock*} Embetted into the minds of kids, women and ticking time bombs, warned to bite my
the smile off ya fuckin' face Tainted taste, send ya home back to vacate Get your shit together plus your mind straight Yo my empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes My
of plans I had to hurry back So I could warn my man Ya had me stressin' [Incomprehensible] Had my heart rapidly pumpin' Niggas start a guttin' Behind the bushes duckin' My
year I aint prepared to take my next L last year I got X but this year I excel ah-hem, please pardon my pun each part of my jargons, like jog yo he startin
that somethin'? Just a case a few niggaz try to trip Bone-out, put on my skimask And come back blastin' 'Cause niggaz my height don't fight My name
the homeboys My homie Laylaw, MC Ren, Ice Cube, Eazy E DJ Yella, Fresh K, MC Smooth, my homie T-Low And of course without a doubt, the one and only My
I approach little niggaz seated in coach I mean, think it's smaller than the weed in my roach The seed in my smoke, the niggas ain't cheap, they broke Oh yeah, this my
power rules the end is now Is there a way out? I still live in doubt Global warning I've got my own approach, I finish up my roach I think the world
die so soon [Apathy the Alien Tongue] Over the earth I hover Spinning whirlwinds in Wheatfield's While my force fields repel four winds for broken seals Numbered Sedative Bending my
t wanna get this thing crunked up (uh-huh) I got my pistol in my gut, nigga what! (uh-huh) Younger paper, so these haters about maxed out (uh-huh) I approach
(Kim Carnes/Bill Cuomo) Warning there's a storm approaching I see it is moving our way I can't reach you The wind hurts my eyes And we've got to hide
you I'LL man the lighthouse Just to help guide in your ship If you promise to help pull this hook out my lip (bitch) Godspeed, straitjacket and ragged approach