Pablo Natario

what s the furor kick the dust, wipe the crime from the main street await the coming of the lord […]

Put your gear into fire Lay your bullets on the ground Turn your head to desire There s a woman

The following is a true story Only the names have been changed To protect the guilty – Well I left

Last stand Down to my last dime I ain t got the sense to leave The dealers cutting fine Last

I like to slip into something good I see a young girl in the neighborhood The way she move, I

Don t talk to strangers, keep away from the danger Don t talk to strangers who smile Keep away from

I put the finger on you My hands all out of control I can t stop it getting down on

give me a big beat now here this,now here this each generation rules the nation come on come on come

Well I tied my baby to the railroad track Cannonball down the line Giving that woman just a one more

Hey mister businessman, head of the company Are you looking for a lady, one who likes to please? Hey mister

Black sheep and a renegade Hot feel in the cool of the shade Street shuffle and tough childhoods Examinations done

breakin balls bangin walls work hard and tough and I want some rough unpack my bags and take a drag