on face for all we?ve dreamt all hope is gone all is lost what?s left? an empty shape can?t run can?t hide all that wasted energy that never
untoucable, unspeakably gone, yes i am empty. where history and memories meet i find confusion, glaze simple my dying light and all that's left is beauty
in favor of the house If all the people in the world would say together We're all black and white, we're all day and night If all the people in the world
life is stressed And no rest, forever weary My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black
but now our minds are gone We went from brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches We went from welfare livin, to worldwide riches But somethin changed in this dirty game, everything's strange Lost all
is religion? Gods words all cursed like crack Shai-tan's way of gettin us back Or just another one of my Black JesuS traps [Storm] Who's got the heart
: Crawling the walls, through every crack and crevice teems blackness washing over the windowpanes, painting the buildings in between. Creeping down
to come and blow you away? Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep. I heard his best friend Frankie say, "He ain't dead, he's just
Son of God just hanging like a common criminal When I do wrong I am with God, she thought When I feel lost I am not at all So give me Black Light (Give
looked back again Her hair was black as coal Her eyes reminded me of what I'd lost She had a young child cryin' in her arms I asked "Senora is there
a joint first... Here, Pace... [Young Zee] 95% of all y'all rappers butt And y'all ride dick so much y'all gon' make me nuts You'll get your
the closest they gon come is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix Setup by these white blue collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music With
I don't see none of them All I see is Slim Fuck all you fair-weather friends All I need is him Fucking backstabbers When the chips were down you just
I'm doin I wanna just die, I wanna just die, so please just cut my blood veins Some may imply I'm insane, on my shirt is blood stains The room is spinnin
they eat those Old school guns is like old albums, clean 'em and they keep goin' [Chorus:] Hey man it's rough outside Crack heads is buyin' all night Handguns is
See Ghost lampin in the throne with King Tut hat Straight off Yeah.. yeah.. I just wan't y'all niggaz to smack all y'all niggaz, and niggarettes Universal
last Sunday Jesus gained a soul and Satan lost a good right arm They all cried "Hallelujah" as Jesse's head went under 'Cause this time he went under