like violence Blue sand shadows look from above, yeah We're not alone The dead will rise again Show me why we won't let go and we still must pray This
you pull me You set my soul on fire You take me so much higher Higher again Thank you for it all Everyday living this life not knowing what it means Consolation from above
take the stage The crowd gets excited and goes in a rage Cause we're generating and demonstrating All of the talents that we're accumulating And by doing this
it, I'ma straight ridah) Peep it.. it was my only wish to rise above these jealous coward mutherfuckers I despise When it's time to ride, I was the first off this
realize This time you can't resist It's chain lightnin' And the magic of the moment Exploded with desire When the time is right the sparks ignite And set the night on fire
you dead and numb Yet with the bee sting Oh we be like bees you see Like bees that rise above five degrees As the dead inhale brimstone and fire 'Cause
Bitches money ova all that shit first priority, it's over all of it niggas aint goin no where, we in this motherfucker until this motherfucker go, until this
It hangs like fire On this winter's night I sit on feelings That hang in suspense Nothing in my life makes sense A question mark hangs with the stars up above
know how to get inspired by these people By god, don?t you hate them all They?re waiting for the rain cloud Above my lane in a golden flurry A Bush fire
traffic, backwards once Straight from the Wasteland, modern luck Tainted, baked, and ate in hot sun It ain't the same when I murk the surf In above the
see a minister Drinks are on the house, the house is on the hill The hills are on FIRE, it started in the fields Smoke inhalation, no ventilation No fire
lie in wait Break yourself free from the dimensional gate We tap the dark ether, feasting on your power We await your presence at this witching hour As Above
[Verse One:] I saw the rod-eye cross and murder circle above my turret Slither spiraling banister down a hide My ruby glass glazed specs staple to trade
) four O, no doubt Cus I am a BK villain And this year I 'm passing out brass knuckle ass wiping Ten years in this bitch, fuck it, Switch speeds I been spitting this
With the fire from the fire works up above me With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand You run for the cover in the temple of love You
core hip hop We always come our with a warning This is course hip hop Yo yo who's this Who's this girl Who's this girl singing man All I hear hard core
(feat. Immortal Technique) [Intro: Akir] Yeah, One Enterprises, Viper Records Presents Akir, Immortal Technique And this is "Treason" bitch, uhh [Immortal
ring Like the vows we made it's a precious thing Sent from above on silver wings True love is a golden ring Down a winding road with many turns Through fire
