our way. I fear for my peers and see the future in every elderly body's face. But this fantasy is hard to see, and when death comes we're blown away. Death and
through the concrete, blowin' my chronic And I move like a diplomat, hoodie and fitted caps Dwell in the habitat where cons and killers at Faced a thousand deaths
the glass of wine So I can pour it over my homies grave and mine For all those who fallen and answered when God was calling Jump into my ragtop and get
heart Death is with us all We suck him down with our first breath And spit him out as we fall There is no terror in my heart No dread of the unknown Desire
into the m and the m into the g And I bring the b-o-m-b-? Nigga Chorus [yukmouth] It's in my blood Smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds And fuckin
me Your destiny is in my hands You are soon to see My one desire is to rule this world eternally And when they dream that's when my spirit arise And
saw you and I fell in love From that very moment I saw you Glad I played on the phone and dialed them numbers to call you And now I'm thinkin' about
lost in a maze of red tape and hate, entered this country through the bottom of the united states and straight set up shop. As Arthur McDuffie was being beat to death
You were born inside of a raindrop And I watched you falling to your death And the sun, well, she could not save you She'd fallen down to, now the streets
their lifeless veins Decayed legions cast from Hades rotting lungs exposed Maggots feed and the smell of death overcomes and cripples all Lifeless emissaries
for the immortal ones" Come into my flame... My violent desire "You tear apart... The human pleasure from it's cradle" I order your ruin... Killer of passions... "Better death
You're living on desire No more rules To the game Life and death One in the same Filling every need A man who's tough as steel With power and with
Beat, sharp fimilatin', hot like fire In blood coated, for my peeps desire And provide expand to my very last breath For that, which is a matter of life and death Camouflage this beat and
through, funk not only moves, it can remove, dig? The desired effect is what you get When you improve your Interplanetary Funksmanship Sir Lollipop Man, chocolate coated, freaky and
and Battery Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery Skulls are shattering this is Assault and
The torment of getting caught up in the moment And having to be on the receiving end of my orbit This axis, acts as light and dark passage And guides
my death bed in roast in fire See my most desires Smell the smoke from my flesh as my ghost rise up Hear the voices of 100 choirs And angels looking
are not them, Ghetto griots like rims, you stop, they still spin, Tall tales at the bar, witnessed after dark, And we still stop in and chicken and [?] And
