the vibe Uhh, wanna, what? Yeah Wanna, what? Uhh, yeah (Come on) Everybod', c'mon, uhh Yo, yo (All night long) Durin' divine hours, I use mind power
Bring it bring it back that old New York rap") repeats in background The only reality Is now... Yo! Verse One: I rock slow and easy like soul The
Restless soul enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something don't you do it too...too... Small
if you had a soul, I think you would sell it And if you had a life, you'd serve your time in hell Justice can be sweet, power is corrupting So it would
from the north coast of colombia. the melodic and harmonic structure has a clear "salsa" taste, which converge into a powerful blend in the
we are here to spread out power of love! Are we actually informed About the mission of our life? Do we know what we're composed Of the Trinity - of heart, soul
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Gotta get up, get up, gotta get over I gotta wake niggas up like I'm down with Jehovah Knock on a few heads and beg for some common sense As I commence
Watch the broken common man Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour Dirty and sweaty with just enough to get by Calluses on his hands, calluses on his soul
the truth you will hide, no more (Fight, fight) So how do they sleep? While our mothers weep They're selling our souls (They're selling our souls) And
Annunaki planted the seed where I dwell either vortex turbines pulling me to hell awareness upon my savannah as omni dimensional great species has a common
not matter much that my soul is stained by your death, compared to what I have gained Chorus Now your magic lies in my hands Every spell, powerful and
mind Feelings blind this clouded time They took his soul, so they could find The truth Feeling hate for usurpers gone mad Reaching in for the power
am neither of one kind Maybe it was only an hallucination I'm no stranger to such things I made a thorough investigation The image had a power that clings
undisputed with common courtesy None of y'all could've been worse then me I've stoled things that I ain't proud of I won't even mention the power CD
and throw him on the floor The sharp machete cuts off the belly head in hand, worn out body A soul for Satan!!! A sacrifice gives me power Fill the recipient
[music by Walsh/Sykes, lyrics Walsh] Stained souls Humanity deprived Manipulation for greed Feeding of broke system Power hungry authority One world.
leeches Love to break a liar face Pick up the pieces, yo *gimmie an i* Intelligence eliminates all irrelavance Icon of immaculate rhyme common sense *gimmie a p* Powerful