The Last Supper

The Last Supper

Where i spit truth, made of fire.....

You see tha powerful got nervous, Cause he refused to be their servant; 'Cause he spit truth, That shook heads and burned like black churches; Prose and verses, A million poor in hearses; Watch tha decision of Dred Scott as it reserves ; So long as tha rope is tight around Mumia's neck ; Let there be no rich white life , we bound to respect ; Cause and effect; Can't ya smell tha smoke in tha breeze??? My panther my brother we are at war until you're free!!!

Nuffnang

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Ken Lee and Payi Power!



Bitched by el_fuser at 2:02 AM

1 comment:

Maharaja said...

Payi Power is off the hook man!!.
bro..im gonna embed this shit over to the tigers blog!! :)

May 18, 2008 at 6:02 AM

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