in the sickness, granted to me by the elders of plague and war Infinite power from those who bathe in misery Irrelevance will have its day Will have its
a nigga say he wasn't dead yet They should have never said that My life came back, like some supernatural shit I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin' me with Grab the dead
go back You done fucked wit C-M-R-ah They'll be no tommorrow(2x) (Chorus) [B.G.] Get you a chopper and tote it Dont just buy it to have it Nigga have
many things that I have never seen So many things that I have never seen How long to hold on? Through darkness I've been So many things that I have never
and a playoff knick pass Now we shoppin in tha malls on tha westcoast And as far as pussy I been through more walls than asbestos So lets toast And have
dies within me Sewing me back together Here again my heart is rusted through Look at yourself lying on a picture of misconception As we fall walking across the dead
dies within me Sewing me back together Here again my heart is rusted through Look as yourself lying on a picture of misconception As we fall walking across the dead
you happy with what you have done Throw away the future that you have created I cannot erase you A vision of Of perfection Pull out my eyes Cut through
't like your philosophy The connections are made and the time is right So my body is walled in the shell of a car in the dead of night And I laugh through
For the sake of the Christ, 'cause He gave us life Not through anything we did but through faith in Christ We righteous in the eyes of the Lord's that
t a plan B He predestined to save, a portion of humanity Through his own son, for his own glory Through his son?s blood, said he was praying for us That our eyes
with my four-five Cocked on these suckas, time to die Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus I was a fool all through high school kickin
casket, Worms in my eyes, eating through my cabbage, The flesh to the bones, The bones to the ashes, But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a session with
breath Do you remember that is what I'm asking you? You think you living free don't let me laugh at you Open your eyes realize that you have been locked
with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River And we have four people
it Always keep my eyes on the prize, watch the police Seen so much murder, neighborhoods gettin no sleep But still, I get my money on major, continuously Communicatin through
are dead- This robot psychopath, and you know I'm seeing red, bitch! Garbage bag doo-rag, On my head. What? Garbage bag doo-rag, You be dead. Bitch!
this now Look in my eyes am I shaking now? I am all you fear, have I made myself clear? Shut your mouth and finish what you started Boy you haven't
