Growing up as an inner city brotha where every other had a pops and a motha I was tha product of a heated lover Nobody knew how deep it screwed me and
go down with a taste of vengeance. Don't make a sound. Just a single word can cause a landslide We will rumble the ground. We will tear it up like a fucking
of reps equipped to reach and effect every region with the gospel from the east to the west cus life with out Christ is like having a jeep or a lex with
He was finished And since it's a fact that every kid needs a nursery Before He made man He made a universe-a world to be A playpen you know a place to
Whenever God is ready he can break down a sinner Take down a sinner, like I take a steak down for dinner The job of God the Spirit is to pull A person
Death came after, then universal disaster Just before they wrote the final chapter Out of the blue the best made a move like a true chess master And absolutely brought sin and death
for me to say... My life has been a waste WHEN! When time has come for me to leave WHEN! when judgments passes upon my life WHEN! A cold dark grave awaits
earth I watch from afar, in shadows I lurk For every death, a life is born A soul is sent, a soul returns My life on earth a living hell A pain I know
sin The time has risen, only a few have lived In order for survival, They must now begin... In deliverance the blessed have now Received a chapter
game for years, the name is The Animal [Notorious B.I.G.:] It's rules to this shit [Intro: AZ] Yea, enough respect The Bad Boy, Death Row, No Limit Rap-a
in bible paper swallowing gin I'm G-H-O-S-T I can crack the ground and make the clouds come down Find me if you looking for trouble Send a hundred niggas I'm a bust a
s like all of the sudden everybody's want a Bentley everybody got a rap everybody done been in a gang or sold a little crack How's that? for history on
the game, since I've been in it You could rap but can't fuck with a thang that I be spittin' I'm a man, I'ma ride for myself until I'm dead And you foolish
s a door to dreams And it always lets you in But with a silent scream All the nightmares must begin Still you chase what you can't see Like death and pain and sin
time to prepare for the destruction that's about to begin You makin' a record is a sin It's a crime, you couldn't even string a sentence together Your
you are the despain in every enemy?s soul you, goddess of war that gave my life a meaning you are the blasphemy in every sin you are the pain called
from every pore I watch in ecstasy, my victims caressed by fear Naked skin, begs me to commit another sin I take another walk down the path of Flesh Looking for a