the gospel I'm still in my 20's- but I'll die if I got to Already dead- so forget my flesh I done been crossed over see the full court press I'm a full court
anchored for bad weather San martin and magellan almost lost sight of the flagship The santiago and victoria led No sign of land altered the course
my pocket, nigga) I wake up sparkin' to get wild on the streets Barkin' and playas drinkin' kegs 'til y'all niggas beg Martin You labeled Paw nervous
your boys if you're down for making loot 'Cause if not, when the heat gets hot you get scorched You're caught up like being in court, fighting the wars
hun I'm on my DYLAAN dillinger, flow just killin ya Ya wonder why the real ain't feelin ya, ya fraudin I masoned ya'll martin?margedem? O's together
master What you lookin? for? You the question and the answer We trust no black leaders, use the stove to heat us Powdered eggs and government cheeses The calendars with Martin
and big head he back again they might flip my lil whoa they gave craig 30 years cuz its nigga he spoke its no joke end up in court the white man got
Court casin', third felony facin', no probation My heart racin' like a blunt lacin' Hennessy and malt liquor chasin' My gemstar scarrin' niggaz faces
you playin the game, who gonna slash worker Some'll pray to Jesus, I pray to Jes to free us Don't look for bail Rufus bail Criminal Court When a judge
the man, goodbye to the gigolo It was difficult for me to find a chick I want It was my dream for my queen to put the ring on the ride Even Martin Luther
I smack rappers like Solomon Grundi As long as y'all want me I'ma come right back And do what it takes to make a party bump like that Uh, Mr. Martin Evil
his love one, right? [Martin Harrison] Of course he has. [Amos Hart] Well, I come home from the garage, I see him climbing through the window. [Martin
bambies wounded river push along searching for that desert song and mozart's requiem will play on tiny speakers made of clay tell my mother that i love her martin
Lingerie, see through, you know how I do Playin? slow jams to set the mood Some Marvin Gaye, Luther Vandross, a little Anita In the bed laughin? at Martin
Me and my man role in a Benz four dub On our way to the club Smoking weed out the jug While most stay in court trying to plead wit the judge What
Pierre Come along, everyone, to the court (they leave the stage) (the Protestants enter) Andre We must stand by Martin! Protestants We must stand by Martin
Martin? Artigat needs you here to rescue our land! Will you turn your back once again? Please, Martin, will you give a child your name? Martin, why won