ofthe Roc. Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs. And broads, forget ya squad, let em find for yourself. Have you screaming out four words "Send for the Lord". Two words, Freeway's
A dog barking at the crack of dawn. A baby's crying 'cause his mama's gone. I toss and turn and then I stretch and yawn. Another morning, another day. In the heart ofHarlem. . I feel the
Know that I grow my hair. Just to scare the teacher. My goodness, gracious me!. Ain't Little Johnny a creature And I lost count ofthe times. When I never bathed I'm one oftheboys. One ofthe
Know that I grow my hair. Just to scare the teacher. My goodness, gracious me!. Ain't Little Johnny a creature And I lost count ofthe times. When I never bathed I'm one oftheboys. One ofthe