The tired man, who got to know the truth, lies awake forever. Behind his lids it waits for us, that is why we lie. The reason for our lies Shot him,
The sound of the end in the distance. There is no patent for lasting existance.
According to creators bare hands closed our eyes, too weak the most of my tools to break these chains of lies. Death will show an option, the blackend
] [Layzie] I'm wonderin really how many more niggas I'll see in a coffin before its my time I'm the kind right here to take losses, not a dime Everyday
Resistance against oppression Progressive thinking Ghetto speakers Protestors against the colored Only section to the Jena 6 and The Frost Nixon The contradiction The cross the crucifixion The loss
Another Wake, Another Time, A Premature Goodbye. I've watched you go and seen you pass, I always knew it wouldn't last. Together now we mourn the loss
imprisioned from the world of light Some induce tears, hostage to emotion Looking from above, I can feel their pain ... I will guide Purity resists,
the perfect hair and the perfect wife and the perfect kids and the perfect life i can finally be somebody ...) let's play born-again american, resistance
: (avec Teitur) If I say no, if I resist If I don't give in to this Would it be a lesson or a loss ? Suddenly I know what it's about Thoughts come
at the Smithsonian Next to only gems That were left behind By holy men Infectious Charisma of those who gave us direction The anti-sexes Resistance against
won't allow us to bloom And blossom, I swear this Vegas nights was awesome But adios I blow my own dice before I toss 'em, loss 'em Some other ma'fuckers
immortality, among the minds of men...? I keep on following my own way, Fighting - and feasting upon their condemned souls Yet one more resistance has
I'm sorry for the hip-hop beefs, we sorry for the drama But you gotta understand us rappers ain't never had nothin And one's loss is another's gain so
killa, killa I'm wonderin' really how many more niggas I'll see in a coffin Before it's my time, I'm the kind right here to take losses, not a dime
but I wasn't by myself, Some take the right and some take the lefts way, But low and behold, what do I see? In the distance, some resistance [Doodlebug
their fathers won't allow us to bloom and blossom, I swear this Vegas nights was awesome but adios I blow my own dice before I toss 'em, loss 'em some
my momma I'm sorry for the hip-hop beefs, we sorry for the drama But you gotta understand us rappers ain't never had nothin And one's loss is another
