beats like heart beats Do they want to stay connected To the solemn man Along the line We come to find You shot yourself Along the line We come to find
We won't just lay our weapons down [Ephesians 6:17] To your demands We won't be swayed so easily Thrown by your wind [James 1:6] These battle lines were
living her apology Thought they had us beat when they took our kids But the battle ain't over till the black man sings Words of Wisdom But the battle
' stay on We serve em, like Pac told us to, catch em wet with the tec Hit em in the neck and watch him die like he supposed to Napoleon the front line
boy you know what I'm sayin? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal If my record
the line. So I organize a team of battle bots. Gonna protest with signs in parking lots Of Circuit City and Best Buy. Gonna get my bros off the assembly line
include me) (Please include me) Possibly (Send us to the lines) Good man (Send us to the lines) I'll be at the front, please (Front of the lines) Oh,
and sleep with Every morning I get up and I brush my teeth with Even when I?m watching the thundercats and heathcliff Eating my rice crispies in the living room seat with Battle
funny how the sun will up and battle rain As if the clouds couldn't stand to see me outside a-gain Wrote a rhyme that was kind, with some vision to it Bottom line
to sleep Every night a battle that never seems to cease Her twisted heart cant heal without a mind To crush the shadow cast when she crossed the line
was bewegen? Meinetwegen, nichts dagegen. Ich bin keiner eurer Rap-Helden, fuck, ich will kein Vorbild sein, Ich mach das fur meinen Frieden, einen Beat und eine Line
on what you need (We give you what you need) -- (3x) Yo, everybody's goal is to win But others gettiing caught up within the line of commiting sins
call Don't stand in the doorway Don't block up the hall For he that gets hurt Will be he who has stalled There's a battle outside And it is ragin'. It
Here All The Time, That Bling Catch All Ya Blind, These Niggas Ain't Raw As I, So Dont Make Me Kill Ya, Dont Try To Battle Me Cuz Aint None Of You Niggas
I slam the door on Another battle in our dirty little war When I look at myself I don?t see The man I wanted to be Somewhere along the line I slipped
: Princess cards she sends me with her regards Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like
: For our king and our country and the promise of glory We came from Kingston and Brighton to fight on the front line Just lads from the farms and boys
, YES! That His Majesty's reign is up!" So they stormed with hopes held high With their swords and their flames to the sky And they fight with their lives on the line