: on and on and on and on this road goes on and leads you far away -a better place- don?t hold on keep moving on and on this road won?t lead you astray
Kill or be killed where I come from ain't no in between Why trade the world just to be a dope fiend Hoes have a child just to take a nigga change Twelve
turns a page (page) Destiny (ooh) leads the way And breathe new life (life) Make a change (change) And together (ooh) we'll find our way Gotta be a time
When the truth is a dream Between two worlds Divided by the storm But, am I breathing When I think in to breath? When the thought' means life When life
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, this one's for the people All the B's that'll bleed and they sleep and they eat Shit, breathe the thought we all equal Ain't a man
Quiet money for life) "I don't give a fuck now" (The so-ciety game returns) "As a clever nigga, nuttin to play with" "Thank god he blew breath in my lungs
Quiet money for life] "I don't give a fuck now" [The so-ciety game returns] "As a clever nigga, nuttin to play with" "Thank god he blew breath in my lungs
the nigga know what the hood like In the streets gotta get that good life Sellin that yea up under the street light It's the hood life, don't fight A
his kills, divided the dead, And suddenly stopped. Prompted by the heat of July, The sweat on his skin beaded and fell. He never prayed a day in his
feel the breeze before the air you breathe finally runs out? We're divided it seems. This is a diary of life in between. This is a obese and obscene
Show me, show me I wanna live, I wanna breath, I wanna love hard Wanna give my life to you Lose me in you He was standing I this dark, dark corner He says, "I'm a
[Time:] Keep hope alive cause the rest of us are dead I got a god and a church and they're both in my head My heart is a tool, used for pumping blood
wack poems Divide and attack tryin'a collapse this platform In this rap we're detached from any distractions Yes Settle the head of the evil music meant to divide
are all thrown into this globe we call a nation, Blindsided, our pride is divided,we all think we live for a reason, In this life thats provided, Your
Undeniably you are a loss Invincible, why you trying to be a mind boss If the Kon Artis say it then it's done With or without a gun Eat a track and spit
They walk a path that's not mine, never was or ever will be. Fulfilling prophecies hobble knees of MC's Set to breath the rich air of mediocrity And
Vader did to Dark Emperor MC's continuously test and not knowin I'm top of the line like a heading, and they heading for a deading I got pull like tug
It draws her with strokes that burn her life. A disfigured shape on the floor gives reason to believe that conversations between hand and speculum are
