things I was sorry and sweep me under the rug And a beating with a book everyone the book tells you to love There is an ember in the heart of the kiln
You're like a brother, just like no other You keep the torch, that eternal flame We bought the ticket, that one-way ticket The hottest seat on the crazy
its about a hot beat, a hot beat its about a hot beat, a hot beat a hot hot hot beat and a catchy hook a hot hot hot beat and a catchy hook nobody gives
've lost these empty days without your smile This torch we'll always carry for our nation's golden child And even though we try the truth brings us to
've lost, these empty days without your smile This torch we'll always carry for our nation's golden child And even though we try, the truth brings us
the flame, the torch, the name? Millennium games, it's all the same Sinners repent, many for fear End of the year, everyone cheers Only a few hear my
body across 110th Street My tactics are drastic and real fast I tie one to a truck and go drag ya ass I'm more than a threat, I'm a problem To hell with
seat, hah My pimpin' lyrical tactics Is like a dirty kid flippin' on a mattress Now flex this Now I just be on the front porch with a torch, ready to
the dark I always took it to heart, loved the art A lifetime of darts ripped crews apart Made their stay real short, I stamped the passport Couldn't bring
this size Turn off the lights and bring a torch Oh my heart's in the right place My heart's in the right place My heart's in the right place My heart
the heavens Send your vision out beyond Children take up the torch and we will follow You're the light of the world Hear echoes in the dark from voices of the heart
me the torch. A young Kane I'm insane my membrane has the capacity to jack rappers and take chains, a lot of fake KRS' a lot of fake Game's, I'ma cash
YOUR LITTLE GIRL - Hey we're got her just down the hall YOU HEAR HER SCREAM - Hey fucker do you hear her call you DADDY! A CRUSHING BLOW - To your head
like a mama with a baby cub" People say a lot when they want the job People say a lot when they want the job, yeah People say a lot when they want the
Descend upon the village on a mission of death Setting fire to their homes, attacking the men We hear their women screaming as we hack off their heads
show you this once and then you're gonna do it You have a special gift But they still treat you like you're a kid It must hurt so bad With a knife in
heart knows eternal love Will bring us home again Will bring us home again Eager souls are rising now Hungry for the wind Each heart knows eternal love Will bring
a Porsche, you a Pinto You like a tiny figurine, I'm monumental You're like a small get together on your neighbor's back porch You know just a couple