knew i was through tiptoes on cobblestones in glass stilettos it breaks my knees when she hides her nosebleeds in my dreams as i sleep and i know i'll never be the man
friend says, "You know who's really tough? "Rocky," (hit me home) "the boxer." Man, I said, "Yeah I know him. What about him?" He said, "He's really tough." "No way, man
Boogie Down Productions will always get paid We'll take the wackest song and make it better Remember to let us into your skin 'Cause then you'll begin
paper stacks This is for the Burbans and the Cadillac's With the tens and twelves bumpin' in the back This is for the players smokin' doolamac Slappin' skins
them paper stacks This is for the Bourbans and the 'Llac's With the tens and twelves bumpin' in the back This is for the players smokin' doolamac Slappin' skins
This is a man's world Man, this a man world, nigga, sit down, you girl niggaz This is a man's world This a man world, nigga, man, man, man This is a man
)Strike the match Flame on motherfuckers My gun I aim lower My words is a flame thrower Watch me end yall with somthing that'll make your skin crawl
S.O.S. we need help S.O.S. we need help S.O.S. we need help S.O.S. we need help Man's inhumanity towards another man It's man's insanity and ignorance
em in line like tic Tac Toe Wolfpack hollaback b to da o Red light green light g g go Don?t stop don?t pause don?t chill Get hyped man high off pill
, you can eat a dick Or vice versa, that's how you treat a trick Nigga like you who ain't learned That hittin' pale skins'll get you burned Man, y'all
the M I C Get off the tip quick, boy you're making me sick No other brother could be as smart as my man Kool Nick Understand, he's my man with the plan
Early evening he get these urges Skin tension under leatherette A back bar somewhere in clubland Cigarillo and the scene is set See the bodies - now things
wanna throw 'Cuz by yourself you runnin' to the floor I seen your kind before man you nothin' with your hand More than a punk but still less than a man
castle, he is a retired colonel shaving in his bathroom. Colonel Forbin looked square in the mirror and dragged the blade across his cold creamed skin
accent They of the black persuasion, missed out of being African Hard to hold back that bottled up tension Hide in the color of the white man's skin
how it all set it off, like this I was the black baby that got opened off a black three-eighty This black lady in a black Mercedes Pulled out on this black man
growin' The drug pollution and all needs to calm down Word man, cause that's what we need, we need Griff Productions We need a K.M.D. man to uplift the
m gonna haunt your ass Every night you sleep You better heed the word That the dead man said 'Cause one day You'll rather be dead There's present tense
