it's getting late isolated from my society motivated by my anxiety I got no map to follow and I can't see into tomorrow and I don't wanna brave the dead
our minds And we don?t move, we?re so paralyzed As we sit in heartlessness watching him die Dead to immunity, dead to society Fearing the slow decay
blindfold around So the judge wouldn't catch my stare. And they hung my soul from the gallows pole But the witch they never found. So to those who don't fit society
into a white car with out-of-state plates." And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead" So they
in the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike. His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand What it's like to be in society
don't give a fuck about your 'hood, fuck ya'll. [x2] [Layzie:] From the cradle to the grave I was brought up as a menace to society. A boy in the 'hood
: Where's the muses cave The isle of the dead The sign of Eph is gone So is the sun Tired and confused I sail into the night With the devil at my shoulder
Jah Jah city, Jah Jah town Dem waan fi turn it inna dead man town oy Unno look yah now [VERSE 1:] Mr. John Crow draw coffin John Brown We nuh waan no more dead
the lower class [chorus] this society...will sign your life this society...for the business man this society...don't fall in their trap this society...for fame and cash this society
him dangle They say Derek Bentley was easily led Well what's that to the woman that Sidney Miles wed Though guilty was the verdict, and Craig had shot him dead
a dope fiend but what I mean She was mannic depressed, like the Supremes And all my tears wiped with a cleanex I'm on the scene and I drop dead like River
you affected pitty ever turn to respect. How can I long for warmth and love at all? Do you think my heart is dead? I should be dead, slain or poisoned
lost cos players you're not, gangstas you ain't You're faintin', punk, if you ever heard a gunshot Yo, the pusher, the player, the pimp gangsta, the hustler High Roller, dead
crashing down over Del Ray One even landed on your homeboy Violent J And I'm dead, crushed me in a split second So if I'm dead then what the fuck I'm
society Life is conspitation In our society I want to defragment my head Start from the beginning Without creepy crawlers Without killing pressure I am puking myself dead
endless night Where most die for pies, some holdin their chrome A large percent die for causes not even their own When the Inspectah Deck be long dead
you can be Just put your mind to it you can go real far I know times gettin hard on the boulevard They say, pimpin is dead; man, pimpin ain't dead These
by the whirlpool, I finally realized you must have bittenyour snake, your little guy Voice 1: I've been insane well the time is slow Voice 2: I've been to a society