righteous? And the morning star keeps gettin' brighter every day Is there such a thing as good and evil? Still division amongst the people And we're not all created equal
way A nigga murder me a rapper today It just happened today, so if I come clappin' your way It's just to sell what a nigga sold back in the day Bang
what to do Get your man, take him by the hand and come on here to me I'm here to tell you about equal opportunity There was a time when the world was
on the fire In history today Yeah, the author dedicates it To a century of fakers He was an anarchist, he tried his best But it wasn't good enough Did
a time Girl i was just like you Never let my extra large Largesse shine through Hair was brown and nappy Never had no fun I hid under a bushel
was a way To get back homeward Once there was a way to get back home Sleep, pretty darling; do not cry And I will sing a lullaby Once there was a way
playa hatas and fakers That equals problems Today and day in time You can't read nobody's mind These smiles turn to frowns When they see a playa on the
fakers that equals problems Today in this day and time, you can't read nobody's mind These smiles turn to frowns When they see a playa on the rise on top of the world Just a
a shit out you, man Man, I done watched you man Since you was a little crumb snatcher A little weed-hopper running around here, man Look at you, baby, you look good
things. Nothing's changed, everything has changed. Still the same as it was back then. See good and bad they come and go, about equally, about equally
my motive, rap's a load of crap right now, Mr. Dibs will save the day I'll make your day out of play doh, wait, give me a beat from eight-oh wait
to the first tee, and then take a good long look at it, and then turn to each other and go "wow, that was a great day" and then turn around and go back
happened. It was not a glorious victory for the British spirit, Nor an heroic defeat of a fascist dictator. It was a callous and savage piece of electioneering
day one y'all know y'all never treated me equal It's like my skin tone had y'all mind gone Gave me a bad name like dope, like I was herion Ya'll feel
like artesian water" Feed me a quarter like a jukebox I sell rhymes like rocks, the police oughta stop checkin' The Lord gave me a blessing Longest crops
finding you here And I really hate screaming in your ear, so some other time, ok? I waited a day, hello, this the caller you told from a couple of days
me finding you here And I really hate screaming in your ear, so some other time, OK? I waited a day *phone rings* Hello? This is Carlito from a couple
a shit out you man Man, I done watched you man Since you was a little crumb snatcher A little weed-hopper running around here man Look at you baby, you look good