way to get on track Sitting in this room all by myself Oh lonely boy, what you gonna do? Every now and then I feel I'm a burning heart in a place where
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way to get on track sitting in this room all by myself oh lonely boy - what you gonna do? every now & then I feel I'm a burning heart in a place where
is your fight (My fight) My breath is your breath And your heart (and now I've got my) Chorus: One love (Yeah yeah yeah) My one heart My one life for
Goodbye Should be saying that to you by now, shouldn't I? Laying down a law that I live by Well, maybe next time I've got a thick tongue Brimming with
dominoes that falls down What they're really trying to do is shut off Our access to information itself If they can't do it by law They know there's other
ya down nowhere, and put in the back and I murder a nigga, stead put in the, shoot it! if it aint black owned then we loot it, Burn this bitch down, lets
closely by a stranger father Dear well if you hear me i said father dear well if you hear me i said father dear well if you hear me i've been held, closely
to be eatin' your food Time up in the new, then torture, I rip a niggas toe nails off What, I didn't hear the news five slayin' the law Man, how I don
of the law Underneath the veil In between the lines, outside of the law Underneath the veil In between the lines, outside of the law Underneath the
Snatch Flav as my dual pipes burn up the block We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast On the street they hear my beat, my 69 is fast Smash down
in my desk and minded my own business Someone knocked on the door the teacher said, "Who is it" This girl walked in my imagination ran wild She stole my heart just by
the streets Sort of like thugs and narcotics when we walk the streets You speak the big pussy throw down and drop it Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down
and the law, shit I'm the first to draw Maintain, till the end of the game Maintain, till the end of the game, you hear me man? Chorus x 2 [Kastro -
in my heart and you along beside me We'll burn down all the schools That taught us therec®? nothing better than To live by all the rules Made by the
velvet tundra or virgin peak by glacier drift or draw In muskeg hollow or canyon gloom by avalanche fang or claw By battle murder or sudden wealth by
of dominoes that falls down, What they're really trying to do is shut off our access to information Itself. If they can't do it by law they know there
to the tenement It's LL Cool J nigga, everything I do is excellent And I got to represent, Q-Boro, the thorough Y'knawmean? We get down, we get down
