a living nightmare has become the story of your life they're unaware impossible to cope disintigrating hope this is not how life should be Holding on
everything that's missing from my life Where'd you come from, you faded sign? Spinning through the centuries Expanding all the time Three worlds at once that blend together Three
: Hey, Mr. Seeker Hold on to this advice If you keep seeking you will find Don't want to follow Down roads been walked before It's so hard to find unopened
room and, you know, i assume i'm just gonna get some head for a minute or two... she came through the door, put her shoes on the floor and... on that
a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the
on the grass and the daddy on the swing through the lens in his glasses first cop on the scene will be commended for his services for now he holds his
flows violent and opens assylums The code of silence is broken Soul chips hit orion Causing light to shift on rhyme hieroglyphs from the Myas Hazardous Material will set the stage on
keys to my car and my house And can I make a long distance call to my spouse? Man, you bother me! You bother me I was holding on the phone getting some
are one! The plot was to stop the Nazarene break up his black regime Smash his dreams from being the greatest that rap has seen They laugh while scheming on
: [Eightball] Bitch, I ain't got nothing but time, so I'ma get out on these cuts and grind, keep my mind on cloud twenty-nine my player ways keep me
Hook] What goes around comes around my nigga And what goes up it must come down my nigga The soldiers found below the ground my nigga Just hold it down
'msayin? We gon' do a little somethin like this, yaknahmsayin? (Is they up on this?) Keep it on and on and on and on and.. KnowhatI'msayin? Big Nas
eruption is imminent, climax is closin in on us If you don't get your hands on me soon, I might disappear Cuz what I been waiting on, the best thing
but hang there, vacant, waiting an inrush of reappointments seven times worse than anything you know, seven other dimensions curled into our three. But time empties, on
don't end, I'm damn sure gon' fake it The way I see it, mmm, sexual In the gunfight, two on three, you on me Dawg, I got shit to make the world shake
You misplaced, now which way do you go? Yo, I jump and bite ya Adam's apple The air hits thirty three below You trapped wit the iceman made of hot snow
What goes around comes around my nigga And what goes up it must come down my nigga The soldiers found below the ground my nigga Just hold it down we
s missing from my life Oh, where'd you come from You faded sign? Spinning through the centuries Expanding all the time Three worlds at once that blend together Three