Hey kids,you goin' inside Of the album Black&White
Turn off the light Close your eyes cause you're so tired
Yo,readin' newspapers o' watchin' TV Magazines,o' where news you can see Stories bout criminals 'n' drugs from One side of the country till blue sea This shit absolutely blows my mind Some people get fat others on a diet Sometimes we fight to show 'em who ride Others are scaried and start to hide Pistols,bandits 'n' another gangsta shit Till rapers make wit mic. smash hits You can be gangsta you can be rap star But without money you wouldn't get far It's ya fuckin' choise what man to be You know better then me so let's see Black o' white side of the moon? Try this dish like baby wit a spoon
Hey kids,you goin' inside Of the album Black&White
If I don't say this now I will surely break As I'm leaving the one I want to take Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait My heart has started to separate