In my world, things are not as they appear Looking through beyond the mirror In my world, it's not here or today Surrounds us all, I can't explain When
Übersetzung: Holy Soldier. My World.
: My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City Let me tell you bout my city Lord homie, As
It Allow me to introduce first Makaveli the Don Sprits, Spurting, Spiritual, Lyrics Like the Holy Koran Niggas get Shook Like 5-0 My 4-5 gun is next
I'm stacked and ripping shit Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats Tattoos all over my body 7 on the stomach, Skull on my chest, Nine millimetre in my
I thought it could be And I?ll take this love, this holiest flame And give up this fight Lord I remember, I remember Just like a soldier you battle for my
The soldiers in the wine The fables and the tales All handed through time Of course you're free to go Go and tell the world my story Tell about my brother
: (feat. Raekwon, Malice) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face My heart pounding and shit (audible heart) Paranoid as a
the twelve gauge on you I?ve been involved in epic battles and holy wars No remorse, quiet money, private benjamins like Goldie Hawn Most religions sleep underneath a soldier
my youth behind Only just a child, I will shed my life My innocence made me easy prey Stole my thoughts and fed me theirs Another faceless child, another holy
cells swell - the intellects extreme fire fills my veins as eye proclaim my resistance to the mind-swapping parasites that feed off my existence as
streets The lights like some switched on Mondrian Cats like us are obsolete Hey Man don't breathe on my feet Thieves, poets we're inside out And everybody's a soldier
, I never would've made it without sin Holy water, my face in the basin Diamonds in my rosary shows he forgave him Bitch, I'm red hot, I'm on my third
we all gotta go, I pray I'm too soon/ If I do, I ask my thugstas; Watch over my few (Watch' em, watch 'em) If it's you, the world is ya Thugsta, I got
'm stacked and ripping shit Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats Tattoos all over my body seven on the stomach Skull on my chest, nine millimeter in my
, the lights like some switched on Mondrian Cats like us are obsolete, hey man, don't breathe on my feet Thieves, poets we're inside out and everybody's a soldier
so called mean, cats sound like Ben Vareen Caught me, diggin' in the scene, 115, Lex minivan light green Watching my cream, stopping my cream Shit's been tried before, my
a hood, yo I change my life, make my wife and get the chance for the pain And physical abuse, give her back her best years Grab my chest hairs, pound my