these words burn, as they come one by one straight into your black heart i hope you choke on my hate what i know now this is what i know now in, in
these words burn, as they come one by one straight into your black heart i hope you choke on my hate what i know now this is what i know now in, in time
I am a man With honour in my breast I will win my battles My love to you will give me my strength to live And when I return all souls will know That you
of now You know the Black Eyed Peas be comin with pile before Bout to have you let it all out The hipnotical rhytm keep you bouncin ? OK I see a lotta
double O who? A to the B the S, I rock a microphone in my jeans and my vest. Puttin' to the test, decimal levels I burn 'em down now how you like the
know [CHORUS] A pool of blood and floating body parts Would make me grin A close view of a razor When it's breaking skin If you were burnin' I'd use
ve been tasered It's what I do to a traitor I'm a Gladiator, I hit the pad like a laser Hit your dad like a Quasar I stand still as Mount Rushmore There
I bomb no thinkin emotions Sick him with potions that I've developed to make the body swell up like venom Once I'm in em then I skin em and skull em After
't because I'm a bitch It's because I ain't a bitch, I don't endanger people that I'm with I'm a general, I ain't Bush, I don't send my soldiers to war
in brothers temple see what's happenin From the bass low, coming down from below, Tell me what a sissy know. Funkin lesson is a new flow stalking walking
my brain? I really doubt that shit I think that I was born insane When I was young I had a lust for knives and guns Use a magnifying glass to fry an
been tempted by forbidden love before But why must she be everythin' that I've been praying for Now this burning in my heart, will I ignore? When I know
I got the destiny of a casualty,) (But I live through my babies and I change my reality) (Maybe one day I'll ride back to Georgia on a train,) (Folks '
Now in burnin' G's, chemically enforce infinity Attack, third eye, what occurred my, vocal form into a storm Went blow burnin' but left him in the crowd wonderin' Now
we all true thugs, till we d-i-e [swan] From crow hill, I blow smoke, till I choke, that's a regular I blow domes for that paper, like a predator Pack
... Once upon a time in the ghetto you're stuck In the ghetto you're fucked Ah - press your luck I said once upon a time in the ghetto You're through Once upon a