And the moon had new design In the cradle of our desire all the blood has turned to wine But the love no longer remained than just a stir to survive
L.F. proves yet again that they won't be told That what they do (or don't) is totally wrong So fuck off you insane cunts, it still remains... Our song
supplier, for days in the same attire Sat and watch nigga, used to get again, expire Deep in thought, spit it like a street report I rep alone still I stand
I beg you still Hear me, your brother, if you think that you can Grant the final request of what remains of this man Listen to me While I still breathe
me with shoties Oddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of societies And survivors still remain alive (Release) emcees Thriving to
me with shoties Oddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of societies And survivors still remain alive (Release) emcees Thriving to flow
man And younger than the boys We were as still as the wind That blows on a hot August night And you were lonesome as a jukebox But deadly just the same
murder you Push up convertible, we runnin' international While tech's harassin' you, they wild like animals You never know what to do, 'fore they challenge you Domain'll stand still
is now, unfortunately, deceased Oh, I know it's sad, of course But a fact is still a fact And now all that remains Is the remains Of a perfect double
in Egypt's land Suffering, suffering, suffering Oppressed so hard they could not stand The more things change a the more they remain the same Suffering
head, but in my heart i'm still for the life force get up woah stand up stand up and make a change get up oh stand up now get up and make a change
inside Forgives all the hatred, the greed and the pride It's the same kind of love that could keep us afloat When we all realise we need the same boat
to DJ with bruised ribs Don't hit me on the sidekick asking what you did Get a gun or ask 50's police to use his 'cause Bloods gonna get ya Bloods Bloods Bloods
to DJ with bruised ribs Don't hit me on the sidekick asking what you did Get a gun or ask 50's police to use his 'cause Bloods gonna get ya Bloods, Bloods
for the grammy's, but I still don't drive maybach's Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't play dat Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped ASAP Nigga
give me a 40, I'll take that Dress up for the Grammys, but i still don't drive Maybachs Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and homie don't play dat Stand way back
a 40, I'll take that Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive maybach's Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't play dat Stand way back, or
in the shark pit Cold blooded souls carry bulldogs and oxes, knowledge this Maintain and remain sane In the cold world where the rules ain't changed Still
