watchin but you ain't seein what lies before you, beatch Picture if you will seven deadly human beings blessed with the gift of speech, the power to
and do that? Now If I give you all of me What you gone give me back? [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Lets start with the moon and the stars, whatever you into They
: My love she speaks like silence, Without ideals or violence, She doesn't have to say she's faithful, Yet she's true, like ice, like fire. People carry
beginning to sing What looks good in the day, at night is another thing She's looking into my eyes, she's holding my hand She's looking into my eyes
The passage of time See that sunny day that we snuck out, hid under the bleachers Kissed as the band marched Everything fell into line So I go, umbrella under my arm Into
heart You?ll find your fate is all your own creation Every boy and girl As they come into this world They bring the gift of hope and inspiration Feel
you just cartilage Mushed like the Battle of Carthage My archers bring carnage upon my arch enemies Sacrifice like a Partridge Calico cartridges are a God's gift
Your scattered shafts of light Sleep at noon with branches overgrown I can't enliven dying men 'cause God takes back his gift Beat the twilight into flakes of fire
scattered shafts of light play Sleep at noon with branches overground You can't enliven dying man for God takes back his gift Beat the twilight into flakes of fire
: [feat. Slaughterhouse] [Verse 1: Eminem] Life handed me lemons I jump back into the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it By now you just
black licorice The frame of mind so {?} like cleansin the mic Let the imam pray over my head and wash Thoughts, sterilized, purified, Godly Watch us gift
: [Intro: Missy Elliott] Oohhh... This that fire! Ghostface and Missy [Ghostface Killah] Somebody tell that girl that her ass too big I give it to her
Ancient hunger, cold fire burns Silent dragging, wet death awaits Watch the grotesque opening its gates Swamp mother Serpent whip Swamp calling Devil's gift
plague We`re sucked into its realm Infected flesh... peels Falls to the ground... rots Rots in the heat... burns Burns away Vomit blood into Your hands
: (B. Dylan) My love she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful Yet she's true like fire like ice People
: (feat. 60 Second Assassin) [Killah Priest:] Even Kings die, thrones rust Skeleton bones turn to dust Memories are blown into gust It's about how you
Writing Yo [Killah Priest] The weed is lit it's given like an Indian gift Passed around in a cipher 'til the bitches need pullin' tighter Put out the fire
with the whole world listening You got the floor chisel it in with precision (Lateef): Because we're meaner and we're cleaner stepping into the arena Set the roof on fire
