in an endless race Searching for saving grace And everytime you call out don't look down Cause there's hope and I want you to know You're better than it all so hold on
one bury, so you better run, hurry Or catch one early You wrong, tryin to touch me, what type of shit you on? You better through your boots on and your unflammable suits on
King's chair blowin' on bark Before queens holding toothbrushes, scrubbin' my Clarks Feedin' me grapes, give me style shakes, Frosted Flakes Flood the
: Coward human got a gun, he's down to shoot it, run Bow before his outward spouting power A flower slumps in the slums A crushing flood on someone's
seen every day The parched earth shall wax drier every day And a great flood when it shall appear" Nostradamus: Century I:17 After us the road goes on
ashes strewn under the angels I just want to live I have laid on these knees I call you with this mouth I beseechingly hold out my hands to you I pray
you wanted from me. She said a??you all had it coming. My name is atom and the ground keeps getting closera??. So we'll watch the fireworks and hold on
hear ya) A long line family and friends they signing in My niece singing solo organs and violins (Yeah) Wife in her black veil hands flooded with diamonds Remaining calm under
psalms we had learned the most And then we all turned to dirt and dust Some men die under the mountain Just looking for gold Some die looking for a hand to hold
NY, on the buddy pass Sittin' at the exit row, by the do' I got a hoopty from this doofy nigga around the way I had the fo'fo' under the rug, weekend
one bury, so you better run, hurry Or catch one early You wrong, tryin' to touch me, what type of shit you on? You better through your boots on and your inflammable suits on
the speed and strength of ants Identical in form with the beez they swarm Hold up the cold current appear warm My first verbal brawl, started on some
on his chop shop mechanic Who used to move bodies on the pulley An extortionist involved in similar incidents Payments that came in thousand dollar increments Suspicious activities that flooded
the King's chair blowin' on bark Before queens holding toothbrushes, scrubbin' my Clarks Feedin' me grapes, give me style shakes, Frosted Flakes Flood
basements Fish turned lopsided and upside down from atomic face lifts Through the blackness I saw John the Baptist, on the atlas Holdin' the masters to my Psalm under
Bury his body in the old sink hole Under cold November sky Then damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday Damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday
Word in the streets that can envy as me Enough ice on that watch to make a nigga lose sleep Magnified face help the bitch see clearly 9 on the waist
