the doorway Forever it seems Forever it seems It seems to me It seems to me that this is not it all That this is not it all Everyone wants to go everywhere
am all up inside your head Now I can see clearly That I am the one you want But I must admit that I'm everything you're not Yeah I am red, you are blue
Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads Where a shoot out jumped off mine people lay dead It sounded like it happend with a mac 10 blast But it was
way the government treats A.I.D.S. I won't be satisfied until all my niggas get it, get it? Ain't no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it
ones with the good sense not use it? Usually niggas don't know what to do when they back against the wall So they just start shootin' For red or for blue
Earth All that goodwill toward men? Oh come on all ye faithful It's time to think again Hey mister, send my baby home This December I don't want to be all
too. It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue. Joey, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay. Joey, Joey, What made them want
Hmm, aahhhh I see a red door and I want to paint it black No colors in my life, you better turn them black I see people walking by, dressed in their colorful
, blue jeans and red bandannas America, pay attention (America) Wake up, this is not what you think it is (America) America, pay attention (America) This is not what you think it
see my heart is black I see my red door, I must have it painted black Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts It's not easy facin'
it must be right Too long this heart's been dissatisfied Gonna live it up, live it up tonight I remember how it might have been All I want is just to feel it
See a man with a blue tie See a man with a red tie So how about we tie ourselves together and get it done Do what's right for America And all we ask from
necks and thigh Whoa, it ain't a game, they want the blacks all killed off Our caps all peeled off, nigga this real talk What's ill is y'all niggaz
so cool, thats really raw My jacket smell like jet fuel, it's killing y'all [Snoop] Just bought a '77 baby blue cadillac Run it down, set it off, let it
red and blue Things that look good on you And if I scream don't let me go A purple stain I know Knock on wood we all stay good 'Cause we all live in
don't get into all this battle rap shit And all that shit's stupid but I'm gonna address it And after I get it off my chest may God bless it I will invest
