road Dividing the evil from what's good and soon the judge will pass the score I had the world in my hand, the peace and the power, a love divine I had
how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with
Damian Marley] Switching, I can smell him digging up shit like a fly Come around and be persistent [Nas] That's how you end up in a hitlist [Damian
Then with just one kiss you?re a king on a throne It can make you soar like an eagle Or it can make you feel as meek as a dove Whoa, that?s the thing
s breed We of sundome & the night Give us a creed To believe A nightr of lust Give us trust in The Night Give of color hundred hues a rich mandala
pleasure's breed We of sundome & the night Give us a creed To believe A night of Lust Give us trust in The Night Give of color hundred hues a rich Mandala
Up Show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow Put me off in a cipher? Potna, you can't fuck wit the sniper Your flow's premature, clean your dirt
in ya face A/K/A the General Maximus A/K/A Radar, A/K/A Excalibur Sword Bearer, RZA, what up? [Inspectah Deck:] I keep a blunt lit, holding my nuts,
my face goes flush My mic is clutch followed by a light touch Then I see a thousand palace's of longin' A ladder of prayers up a spiral of stairs The
germs and fillin your cranium with juices See Mo goes on, my slick flow flows on Straight from west Savannah, Georgia, but the S.W.A.T.S. is my home Never
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad vocabulary I bust through, intrude, move through distractions Withstand hits and blows don't lose no traction I threw a
king [Nas] Peace king [AZV] Listen, they wrote a book on your life [Nas] Right [AZV] You think anybody'll read it? [Nas] No fuckin doubt! [AZV] Let's
lye and stick up cowards for they shine, you resist, then you push up flowers I'm like Luca Brasi, Vito's best hit-man That's "Godfather" shit, back seat
this globe, on the same note Cuz in terrential downpours, I keep a rain coat And a bottle of cham', bored, to let the brain flow Pray for sun after the
gone fall, upon God Fly gone call It don't matter what's the cause And Flizy tellin' this to y'all, in God we trust [Second Verse:] It's true like Devil's
: (Smith/Kaye/Ray/Shanahan/Daugherty) I had a dream Mr. King If you'll beg my pardon I was trespassing A sacred garden And the blossoms fell And they
for death On my knees I knelt, Still tryin ta find a way ta except That aint a way I can help nobody till I save myself Technically Im still a slave
