burn And all the ravens will leave The last chance to learn To lose my lost belief The last chance to see The last chance to feel The last chance The last
my foes No love shown get disposed of blasted full blown My unknown tendencies to mash my car Getting wicked with my ski-mask, find the stash and dump Why niggaz run I'm the last
I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo' Real ni**a fo' sho', out in the cold for dough What you thought? ??, lost homies in plenty battles Last two
in the ghetto. June 16, 1971 Mama gave birth to a hell raisin' heavanly son. See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back, My first words
by the hand of our Lord I cried for the ones I lost Midnight in paradise, grief away goes my hope I cried for the ones I lost Hear my prayers Climbing
Priests] [Personifying Christ's last moments] Lacerating pain sticking down into my wounded skull it hurts I raise my eyes to the sky to see the Lord
think of the guy Who most personafies hip-hop Shit, I'm synonymous with Jesus Christ In other words, the words will last forever Word, forver blessin
: Inspectah Deck] The word on the street, they can't trace my rap sheets Still I creap swift, tryin to slip all heat The word on the street, this thing
and liberty and then peace The words are golden, emotion, devotion Just hush, feel her touch for a moment My life's paradox, watched by crooked cops But the Lord
genius or a lunatic A general or a fugitive it's essential... [Hook:] IT'S ESSENTIAL [Talking:] Word IT'S ESSENTIAL to be a man of your word Take care
all This to all my warriors, who breathe with the heart of a lion To everybody that lost their mother, their father Rest in peace moms! My mother's last words
: He knows he's leaving, not much time left Holding on to his very last breath I saw him last week, nervous and uptight Losing sleep, stays up all night
' words destroys all Demeter's hopes, but her heart does not want to believe.] No - I don't want to believe the words you tell Lies - You only lie to
so very beautiful here today Some of you with the same thang on from the club last night The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away Oh Lord Jesus I wish
, to the nation, call your congregation My Squad is on plantation And word up, Rampage, last nigga scout Quick to punch a nigga in his mouth That's word
the beats and I'm ( ? ) [ ROUND 1: Hen-Gee ] Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls Standin tall, rappers in my face, they stall Stutter, softer than melted butter There's no other word
it I can almost save it This shit makes no sense to me What does it all mean? I can almost taste it Yeah, I can't stop now This maybe be the last chance
But God forbid the wind should ever stop blowin' But if it did I'm sure we'd all fall down But sometimes it isn't windy Like last February I remember