I don't support This state of violence I need to scream Loud my convictions I refuse it Noise is my violence I fight for peace Words are my weapons
the rodeo straight to the bottom When you're fate rotten, bitch, when I spot 'em I'ma drop 'em [Layzie] Surrounded bby violence my nigga I'm bound to
: A relaxed state of worry. Predicted fate seems constructed. And by the car tremors were lightly shaded while the radiator's overheating. So then
: [Ghostface Killah] Technique is ill son, watch how I spill one Peace to Biggie Tupac Big L and Big Pun Havoc on the streets of Staten, snitches House
watch you ride the Rodeo straight to the bottom When your fate rotten, bitch, when I spot 'em, I'ma drop 'em Surrounded by violence my nigga, I'm bound
pieces Even Jesus was killed by the polices They crucified him now they inject us with juice to fry 'em Depends on the state if death is my fate, then
pops Bed of roses on his early grave Can you save The intercity used from destruction The violence and crime rate It just an introduction Future's dim for the outbreed It sees no color, no fate
see So sad... Long as them sirens ring I pray to see the day ya smile Lil' Wayne's Verse: Get up in my state, I'm tryin' to find fate Gotta get it for
him with violence And in these last days Lend ears to what I say Man in his ignorant state Has signed and sealed his own fate Doctrines
to blend With anger and hate; Linger at the gate; Wait and hesitate; Semi-conscious state. The finger of fate Points out my worst faults, Double-jointed
, I sit and contemplate That winter night, my words were filled with hate In second sight, I should have known my fate But it's allright, now we're in a different state
pray! Now it's sex, drugs and violence, The American way. Crumble the morals and the government fails. Once God's ousted, it's a matter of fate. We're
thing that we are prey? In life, not death Define to me A state of coldness life where I can be free Of mortal choice Burden of life A questioned fate
(old man talkin) Why havent you learned anythin? Its all there! Its all there in toinbe in those books on the shelf supression breeds violence your gonna
there's no turning back, Are you really under attack A brain of your own is what you lack You need to decide your own fate Does it effect your mental state
this break then I'm sealin your fate Your a puddle, I'm a great lake fillin the place From cali the quake state, shit is real in l.a. These days, a fine
