fade away When you make an error [x4] Goodbye Throwing away your only chance You thought that you knew Crippled man, sad remains God will not help you
livin insane I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang Now tell if I'm wrong but sayin "Fuck the world" got you deeper in my songs Drinkin 'til
the cleansing flood Healing waters rise around us Hear our cries Lord let ?em rise Open up the skies of mercy And rain down the cleansing flood Healing waters rise
tell your story) Are you terrified to fail? (it's your fear that makes you worthy) I know what you're doing 'cause God I've been tempted, you are Drowning
The days are cold, livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growing older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never
Another year's gone by Oh my God it's part of me, this burning anger I feel the fever rise, fill my heart with harmony Let it spill over, touch us deep
: God, there is gold hidden deep in the ground God, there's a hangman that wants to come around How we rise when we're born Like the ravens in the corn
all you lads and lasses The Kingdom of Childhood passes You archangels, you have some nerve To watch all of this you are absurd You even have a choice Do you
will rise As I unveil hell's terrible tyrants Look deeper to my irus See the black streets around my eye lids That's cause you speak to Osiris A God
it in a dream?, When an angel closed my eyes and I saw) Daddy Rose the God (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before) Maccabean scholar (Was it
'm all alone Even when I'm in sleep You are closer than the veins in my neck Even when I'm in it so deep Even when I'm all gone You are closer than
self 6 feet deep In the cemetery, my corps in the same white sheets Allah holds the master plan and it's already written The pens are withdrawn, the pages
at your table Poison you, Mad fatal Just the way it is when you let the hood raise you Never let them hoes play you Mental, Smart, Strong and stable (
pen Blessed manifest rhyme god transcend (Pay attention y'all) You call him God's Son, I call him God sent First the God sent me, then the God Rakim How
m hurtin, your person, I'm certain, it's curtains Chorus: Method Man It ain't nuttin like hip-hop music You like it cause you choose it Most DJ's won
are tight from the hype, so Flizy locin' up And see more stuff, that sure enough to make Flizy erupt Like a volcano or inferno that's got you terrified
in the lake of regret Belief, the deeper it goes the less it matters what you believe in Never forget that you are your own god Shallow, shallow minds
