over I must have dreamt of the end They'd be young forever as long as they stayed in the dome But Barbarians came and set fire to their home Exposed the dome
Übersetzung: Die Kirche. Dome.
through your areas to burry you I slow you down take your Rolex with the bezel too The B.G. a HB off VL Tips on the creek rang choppers like a church
when my crew Back from the dead once more again Fuckin' up the flow again, fuck it here we go again Oh, not me again, last time I wrecked shit Burned down the church
call Quicker, and we brawl in big arenas, G&C Catch me in the spot with a guillotine [Chorus 2X: Ghostface Killah] In the back of the church, my book
preacher killa Crooked preacher killa Crooked preacher killa Crooked preacher killa Crooked preacher killa I walked into the church dressed up, as
: I walked into the church dressed up as an altar boy i seen a preacher, he said little boy imma Teacher, put his hand on my shoulder felt the claw of
small hustlers who heard dirt Let the herb search, a pimp mistreatment Made his bird chirp, the police chrome heat blow your dome piece Cars with the
mad ideas, sad eyes and tears Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn't bear I searched for the truth since my youth And went to church since birth, but
nuts like "Where da Titanic go?" I been scourin' da earth, makin' my fans catch da holy ghost at my shows like ya grandma at church, And the fat lady
goes to be a hole in an innocent bystander My eye's a camera my ear's a microphone My mind is Pro Tools my head is a stool Whats recorded in my dome gets
French: Dome Epais (from Lakme) Sous le dome epais, ou le blanc jasmin A la rose s?assemble, Sur la rive en fleurs riant au matin, Viens, descendons
paranoid Noid, I got the big boy joint Noid, we got these niggaz all paranoid Boy, Lench Mob is on point I got to warn ya, this is California Home grown, get ya dome
Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn't bear I searched for the truth since my youth And went to church since birth, but it wasn't worth the loot That
worse They do it for panurch, but I do it for the purse And I'm still on the search, sometime I go to church Seven deuce old school Cadillac with the
ass like a thong I brings it on (Esham) Bitch, I'm back when you thought I was gone I'm sipping shots of syrup straight to the dome I'm all up in your
