me from this stormy weather And I can't make you love me any more or any less And I can't make you relate to the problems I manifest I can't make you
shelter me from this stormy weather And I can't make you love me any more or any less And I can't make you relate to the problems I manifest I can't make you
Sha] Freeze, freeze before you get fucked Scream you get bucked I seen skin bleed, don't play Hercules, you stuck You wan't war? With the Outlaws? That
me like I hope that I am. You`ll never treat me like you think you can. Be always independent, surrendering no way. I won`t deal with crimes of society
your mind, blind You can believe this, you can believe that And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your head black You believe I'm comin'
prophet. Now you see, now you hear. Take heed, which way of life would you travel? The road of truth or the road of death? (I can't take it no more
I am the prophet warning of the flood I am the answer you misunderstood I am the answer that you misunderstand I do the evil that an honest man can't I
the surface Sometimes, I mean we rhyme , damn, we ain't prophets And if you think so, you need to stop it So jump back inside your shell Let your million
[i. the blood of the lamb] can you feel the signs feel the signs are we still alive are we still alive numbers - he makes his way numbers - turn away
done lost your faith yes I hate when you hate yes I love when you love but I'll put a hole in you leave you laying in a puddle of blood {MC Mack of
find me Like you hope that I am You'll never treat me like you think you can Be always independent Surrendering no way I won't deal with crimes of society
landscape And I will call on you to make it true, I rely on you to take me through. My time will come, I feel I've become prophetic. My time will come
your kids You need to love your kids and provide for your kids You need to make them know you would die for your kids Yo, I feel that kids look up to
If you from the gutter then I know you heard of this This ain't bout where you from This ain't bout where you be This here 'bout feelin free If you in
[cruchy black] You can believe this, you can believe that And believe i got a baseball bat, and i'm bustin' your head black You believe i'm comin' strong