hope love comes quick but it fades slow we're writing the words to the song we started years ago [chorus] we start with season? love fades away without reason we start
pen to the paper and drawing new lines. (i know that) i found truth in you, i knew the day we started. love dies too, missing you since the day we parted
day And we?re starved and we?re parched We?ll rip into the flesh atop the spines with which we arch And we?ll turn all the runs in our stockings to webs We
I told ya last album, we need help cause we dying Give us a chance, help us advance cause we trying Ignore my whole plea, watching us in disgust And
close my eyes I see visions And even with this thug livin' will I escape in prison ? Penitentiary chances was an all day thang The only way to advance and
another war starts It's them we must fight To hate them and fear them To run and to hide And accept it all bravely With God on my side. But now we got
Lived it like religion Critics call it modern day sorcery Cause I follow accordingly To what rappers reported to me Ah, started listenin around the age of 12 And
what we did back then Six of us, one call, we'd all pack in Hit the strip, and go and get the shit crack in Gun wars, and drug deals, I seen 'em happen
deceiving So figure out the word that match before I change the meaning [Chorus 1] K, K. You want to play? How should we start? You try and guess the other half of this word. We
it started, let's start addressing this issue and open it up Let's take this shit back to bassmint And we can disscuss statements thats made on this tape And
down and his stone is read Here lies our Merry The man with the heart so spent That in this day and age Is sick of living And judges argue letters
by one the fights we've fought And soon we'll be back on the road again For thirty-six days We turn around, face the crowd We're starting over This time
up Ya, we used to ball like that (like that) Now we own the ball team, holla back (holla back) Now I got Black cards, good credit and such Baby boy '
we pop 4 Roc) I know ya hate me (And you know we got shit locked) [Beanie Siegal] Ay yo, we gon' stop this here Get this clear the general of the Roc
this world is my word and my nuts and won't break em for nobody! [JZ] Hah, I like resume, pick a day, you can start [MB] From now until death do us part
Explosions, 1,000 or more, announcing tidal waves and Hurricanes... And down on Earth we lost 3 continents. Their fiery soul snuffed out by Nature?s ice and rains... And
the worldwide list Ireland, Chile and the African states Poetry, politics and how they relate Motherhood, music and Moog synthesizers Political prisoners and Commie sympathizers Hetero, homo and
way, Clear the way, I'm here to stay, Y'all can save the chitter chat, this and that, this and Jay, Dissin' Jay 'ill get you mased, When I start spitting