the Lench Mob) "You don't work, you can't eat" [MC Eiht] Eiht is stepping from the city down under And I'm robbing more punk fools blind like Stevie Wonder
to now I'll disappear, you'll wonder how Lookin' for me, I'm underground Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I'll disappear, you'll wonder
for their navy You just a baby, gettin' recruited at eighteen You're on a plane now, eatin their food and their baked beans I'm twenty-eight, they gon
, sick and tired We walk the streets, gently staring, wondering what to do The sun in sheets, pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue And a ship with eight
works hard for the money So hard for it, honey She works hard for the money So you better treat her right Onetta there in the corner stand And she wonders
, or did you lose them in the flood?" That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced Races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight He
, made you wonder If it was a gun, the crowd, or some thunder All of that was out my window when I was younger [Talib Kweli] Seven-eighteen, to five-
always ringing with a ho' This one two times nine on the Scenario Check it out, everybody, grabs the mics Black mens gettin' hip, doin' what they like Eight
' out Blowin' out, blowin' out Blowin' out, blowin' out Blowin' out, blowin' out Black on time been still layin? like I said Under the screen, be a eight wonder
It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under
all trying to get paid, no questions Hear come the doctor's with they drugs, trying to do c-sections But my baby stay's strong, in labor for day long Eight
then remember Why it wasn't meant to be Go your separate ways and think I wonder what got into me You're done, but then another Eight months comes
mad situation, Sad situation That every nigga I know is in a bad situation (Situation) I'm tired of waiting, Tired of being patient, Tired of waking up wondering
Mint cookies bent books keys three tennis balls Peanut butter a Japanese chicken clock and when it falls On eight thirty I'm hurting it's early and my
Kane, KRS-One, Kool G. Rap, Super Lover Cee Biz Markie, Heavy D, Lady Kazaam, Special Ed Slick Rick, Lakim Shabazz, Queen Latifah Sugarhill, that sold about eight
the crowd might say Whom we're on stage you know you can't resist As we go a little somethin' like this, hit it I'm the ultimate and that's all I can say I sat down for about eight
Yo Jeff man what you doin'? Give Ready a hand Now my life is wonderful and I feel great I haven't been in an arcade since seventy-eight Thanks to Ready
why I said well I don't know I'm just a hell of a guy But enough about me yo let's talk about you And all the wonderful things that you and I can do