n*body knows my name
afro, man i know that you live in mississippi now, but why in the h*ll did you leave los angeles man? i don’t understand that.
walking down the street without getting shot takes everything you got(that’s right). a bullet proof vess across your chess sure would help a lot.(that’s true, i know that’s right). when you like to get away pyu.
sometimes you wanna go where n*body knows your name (i know that’s right).
they call the cops because you can. (up against the wall black boy).
i wanna be where i can see, n*body will recognize me. i wanna go where n*body knows my name.
where the h*ll is that?
haddysburg. mississippi, next exit. in stereo where ever available. baaakaaaa. deeaaaaa.