ONE TWO THREE! THANK YOU! stumbling from the alleyway walking a vulture, or is the vulture walking you? mumbling for a driver for your toothless limousine
stumbling from the alleyway walking a vulture, or is the vulture walking you? mumbling for a driver for your toothless limousine, holding that diamond
it's the native son born of Zapata's guns Stroll through the shanties and the cities remains Same bodies buried hungry but with different last names The vultures
scared of? terrorize these artificial rap n-ggas and spread love pollinate the ear buds like you supposed to, spit it for the culture pay no attention to the critics and the vultures
slam, non-diagram pole Raekwon dropped the bomb, Hunchback, Norte Dame Golden Arms is bronze, buddah palm hit Qu'ran It blows extreme, mean stream be the theme Supreme team, America
[Intro: Killah Priest] Uh.. Black August Good Morning America It's Killah Priest back at ya I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh Priesthood, Big U in the
horn, gonna warn you that I'm rootin' For the other team in the culture wars So, I stab the beast belly as the vulture snores Yo Joe, let it blow with
But retreat is not an option Women and children, frontline, logon, tune in Stand and be counted, wounded Stationed in the belly of the vulture Watch
never been so good at shaking hands. I live on the frozen surface of a fireball. Where cities come together, To hate each other in the name of sport. America
Pussycats all small talk and no walks Try not to focus on jokers, we wrote this Mediocre thugs, full of hocus-pocus Disappear, huh? Reappear underground Cold and layin stiff like vultures
can notice who Was focused on his pokin, they nose in our business, hopin that I don't come Smoke 'em, No one knows my notions or emotions,I'm a vulture
notice who Was focused on his pokin, they nose in our business, hopin that I don't come Smoke 'em, No one knows my notions or emotions,I'm a vulture
the agony and pain, diplomatic will reign) Ay yo, my dipset Taliban We on these streets like the wars on them streets of Afghanistan Better yet of Pakistan to America
offended god for attempting to secularize this a??Christian-foundeda?? nation Pat Buchanan's xenophobic posturing has only gotten louder in calling for America
single stroke. She has agreed to install deadly cruise missiles on British soil Over which the Americans have total control. The American military presence
The country's breathing a sigh of stars A bitch's baby from a buzzard's egg American fortune seekers West coast gold diggers, southern forgetters There
In the year of the famine When starvation and black death raged across the land There were many driven by their hunger To set sail for the Americas In
, demons, nighttime, vultures Caught up on the ropes, let's team it Everybody seen it, Zenith, what you mean? Everybody C.R.E.A.M. in, the all American
