, but to others you wise Me, on the other hand I zone Find a little spot to myself 'til I feel I'm alone Talk to angels with black wings, silver halos
Every time I turn around, it's more Pussy Galore Every time I turn around, it's more Pussy Galore Yo, fresh cut, with the thick black velour With the black
[black rob - almost mumbling] They said that I'm a rottweiler And I'm from the rottweiler house, the rottweiler new york [g-dep] Really, get smacked
absolute destruction Your structure is lifted from the ground The foundation mound is broke, so you float around I'm embedded in what is known as beat
Till one day you're face to face you're gonna cross the line You're lost for time Life lose diminished Heart beat finished replenish Now you can be one
, undo your seatbelt for takeoff You are now free to smoke about the cabin Dr.Dre: I?m Dre from back in the day from NWA from black and the gray from
on her boyfriend in her boyfriend's bed and Crazy Carlos smacked his baby mama off in the head and Jonathan beat his son like his daddy beat him but he
I come beatin down the block and i crack the bedrock Dishes drop, the shit comes to a (dead stop) Motherfuckers think godzilla's comin (the lights go
fucked on her boyfriend in her boyfriend's bed and crazy carlo smacked his Baby moma off in the head and johnathon beat his son like his dady beat him
funeral, holla Necessary you'll be pretty at the funeral parlor Roses, Dandelions send a few to ya' father We manuever for dollas, in the newest impalas Listen beat
cream gut, cherry wood Steerin' wheel or be surround by the wing on the hood I know they like, ?How they collide? He roll wit Roc, you Ruff Ryde?, but we Black
The beat of his wings on the moon never tire As black crow descends stealing somebody else's fire Suffering is no cause for pity As black crow hits shoe
After all only heaven knows If theres a curse or blessing Waitin for me somewhere below And all I gotta do is fall Close my eyes and lean Love will find the wings
lived in my life I gave all I had in me... so it's time to say Goodbye The breath of wind beneath my beating wings is slowly dying down... Yet raging
you fall So spent from emotion She is what Brings you to your feet Where challenges lie On the verge of destruction She pulls you back And she gives you wings
downtown Same faces every day but you don't know their names Party people going places on the D-Train {Stop that train, I wanna get off} Check it Trench coat wing
Fall of Rome jeans, my Head Porter wallet My Neighborhood shirt and my Eddie Cheng clock Shit might not go to college but my street smart polished Like the black
yee drop that beat we dont play get back Open the gate,dominate,pushing my own weight Feelin vega omega was born in cassette tapes In '88, hip-hop took