Another usual day in your life There you sit and wait to finish work Imaginations of subhuman kind But no one sees through you and your secret within
Übersetzung: Justiz. Secret Life.
Crime, doctors, slime, coppers Niggaz that can't get out man they locked up [Pras Michel] Criminal, minded, you've been blinded Justice for all (c'mon
one cares - they're all so blind Seeking justice we will set a mark Magic surrounds us Now that your time has come Justice is done We're sent by the
they do it about that child support Shit, bitches is cold on a nigga who ain't got his game tight Gettin 18-point-5 percent, half your life Shit, I love
you're forcing me to kill you! [Intro: Raekwon] Yeah, you know how it go Fresh from the stationary hall of justice Real rhyming, real movement, real life
she was telling me some things, you know I don't remember her verbatum but I do remember some of the things she said it was like this she said: Life
are witnessing the falling of my pride You are listening as I crumble from inside There are no secrets Only voices you haven't heard There is no justice
magic and mystery I've seen som many things, that only few people have seen I've seen the Holy Grail that gives you life for eternity And I've seen the
crucified my messiah wannabes There're only dead or alive and I broke the secret seal [Chorus] [Chorus] What's wrong or right - I will pay for my past life
on me Close your eyes Now you better run and hide Close your eyes It's the spirit of a life Lost unseen My mind is deeper than life Close your eyes
hate was a relief for me And then we stood there eye to eye The darkest grief against a pure heart Life baptised in metal By the secret of steel you
other looks, hate, justice and rage, freedom's the dream of a nation [POST:] [Aurienne (William):] Oh sons of Scotland we're here for our life, we are
ever sing would do it justice And I don't know where to start I just want you to hear the song in my heart (oh) I wanna write The soundtrack to you life
Now you rule my life Watch your house of cards take a deep breath Watch it breathe word for word Fifty-two secrets the justice would never protect Fifty-two secrets justice
head wrapped stifle, survival Tribal, title secret rival 'Archual' subliminal message throwin' Bitch niggas holdin' on labels Mic cables Capable of slowin' down jets on deck Fuckin' you straight through continuously Justice
