There will always be hope And in my refusal to drown beneath the currents, I with calloused hands have reached into the abyss and drawn forth from the
will always be hope And in my refusal to drown beneath the currents, I with calloused hands have reached into the abyss and drawn forth from the night
of eternity Bring forth the kingdom of fear and lies Take me to the world where happines dies In the abyss they feel the storming night Sent with desire
guess in hell you'll just have to burn The devil tell lies and try to trick yo soul to receive it They tell you that my Lord ain't coming' back and you
] Yeah, I stand firm and learn and earn So I can in turn be a lantern (shinin') Burn baby burn Another one bites the dust tryin' to fight with us Lies and
much as the Germans do So when the burning smoke chokes out the air and all I smell is burning hair I'll turn a blind eye and comply With every single
box Knocking him down with electric shocks ?N? they throw rocks, & the oil soaked rag Under the ideology of some flaming flag As they drag the brother from the burning
box Knocking him down with electric shocks they throw rocks, & the oil soaked rag Under the ideology of some flaming flag As they drag the brother from the burning
And I was sent to attack, so I'm following the map X's mark the rappers out with two head with Furocious cademies that only need with the next spliff
[Mr. Shadow] I follow you All of you Every single one of you Shadow be the man with the plan That'll shadder you Flatter you, with my style Let me show
Pharaoh wont you let my people go? He said no From a stab to a snake, from wrath of ten plagues Blood, frogs, lice, creatures and epidemics Boils, hell
white the blue and the blue and red for crips and bloods The white for whose got you doing time We busting caps on one another and it never stops You
drop with couch and watch you bounce like a bad check Cause I'm a mack that's from 8900, bitch Rappin' Ron and Diddley Dog and Bad-N-Fluenz ruling shit
t wanna fuck with this You don't wanna fuck with this Chorus x4 Therefore all you clicks, and you clans And you crews Fuckin',fuckin' with this click And
come home from priz, there be a celebration I went from hell's burning world, to God's golden nation, a standing ovation From the saint's, but still on
and with a blank stare she turned and walked away leaving me with the cards and a haunting that would follow me the rest of my life. Success agreed with me with
drop with couch and watch you bounce like a bad check 'Cause I'm a mack that's from 8900, bitch Rappin' Ron and Diddley Dog and Bad-N-Fluenz ruling shit
the heaven sent I'm home melted chrome and twisted metal, Surrealist literature from the seamless vessel The dark arts incantations and spell craft circles and
