Sangtekster:
Face First A Future Like Ours

What the future holds in its sweaty palms Thank I'm finna vom? Ya move like ya mean it she'll cum Prom night might excite a down right fight like White

cemetery talkin' to the dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power Is what we

're still on your own at night. You've got to make such a noise to understand the silence, Screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so you can't hear the

em Let's focus to create somethin great, for all that sees them They innocent, they know not what they face while politicians save face genius minds lay

you've just got their rule We've got to look for methods to undermine those powers It's time to change the tables. The future must be ours Big A, little A

throw the stocking On his face, like when he first met cha [Ghostface Killah] Yo, me and Sheek drug heads like a bottle of Goose I had my road dogs follow

Lenny) Si solo yo pudiera Viajar en el tiempo Si solo yo pudiera Volver por un momento Y sentarme junto a usted Y hablar de hijo a padre Sentarme junto a usted De amigo a

the cemetary talkin to the, dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power is what

the cemetary talkin to the, dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power is what