' my glass full of henny Hands on my semi-automatic kill for pennies Approach for contact 'cause I'm live I multiply Soon as I open fire niggaz die wit' open eyes
beliefs! What do you see behind these barricades? Barricades! Afraid to set us free behind these barricades. Our solidarity... Barricades! Barricades! My thoughts are the enemy behind these
the void, And fuels the constant feeling, Of nothingness inside his soul. Feels like nothing ever did. Kills like nothing ever could. Dark and jaded world I hated, Everything I left behind
right there behind me ride slow, eyes so slow, the ikey be chinese (chinky!) i run wit goons of niggas, certified goonie niggas (who dat ?) kill you all
dark at Sykes park Smelled the rain before it came But that don't stop the game Intense inside the twelve feet fence Flip the mode back on the road set
you can not see But you better recognise Whats infront of your eyes Putting the mash down on these bustas in 9-5 Nigga, Compton style How you like me now If you can't fade these
't close my eyes Can't feel this shame, can't buy these killing lies Can't fight the instinct 'cause I know what I am Killing machine can it be Something
', he got convicted he ain't here How the heck you set fiction on the table, put truth aside What you speaking my nigga, you can't look me into my eyes
live here no mo', he got convicted he ain't here How the heck you set fiction on the table, put truth aside What you speaking my nigga, you can't look me into my eyes
a soap box to leave behind. Life is lowly, lowly anonymity. I know its all been done before, I want to do it again. I want do it again. Kill the switch
set shit straight All y'all niggaz out there, let me tell you something right now None of y'all niggaz don't know me You crazy, punk ass nigga hiding behind
TO CRASH - [lyrics by John Petrucci] [05:51] She can't stop pacing She never felt so alive Her thoughts are racing Set on overdrive It takes
find them hoes that tried to cap ya Were they Killers yeah, or were they tried to jack ya? It's hard to tell we lost our boy behind this punk shit And
tell a nigga keep your mind on paper Bitches in your head you keep your eyes on paper Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch You kill a motherfucker you kill
like de clamps. You versus me equals my car trunk. [FROST/ZUZ CHORUS x2] Lissen up - Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty, Dat Meda camp, kills MCs softly Like
my scrilla fool dont mess Verse 3: Fiend I only get with a few cause these bitch made niggas is actors see I dont had to many gun-ins, run-ins with these
getting in, As I try to scale these walls, Jericho falls around me. And I feel that I've strayed too long. And darkness is fading in. And darkness is real. Whooooooa my eyes