crazy? And I can't see, that I've lost my dreams, (this is is my last breath) Carry me, cause my heart is weak (this is is my last breath) I can't see
? And I can't see, that I've lost my dreams, (this is is my last breath) Carry me, cause my heart is weak (this is is my last breath) I can't see, that
resides within Go toe to toe with a panther and you just can't win Suffered fame bats suppressed the rest The rich get richer and the poor can't last
't able to breathe, cause the family wasn't able Can't - blame her I would do the same All I could give it was my debt and my last name Cause in the game
We makin noise 504 boy Playin with them big toys (X4) (Mac) Look Motherfuckers its mac The one who pump slugs in your back Lyrical attacka Keep it ghetto
hot, and leave them dead to rot Ruff Ryders cut the shit up, like raw keys Like that from Crystal Lake and my last name is Voorhies It can happen niggas
ya shield Terrorist and 9th Prince it's either kill or be killed [9th Prince] Yo we train snatchers, capture fifty-seven passengers It's the last chapter
Survival When will someone just open their eyes? And step out from the shadows We are living amongst the dead Waiting for the next attack With one last gasping breath
world today what happens All you say what happened yesterday? All we do is watch our backs from aids Heartaches and death- fight it all Till my last breath
(feat. Mad Skillz) We got the lip service, we got the breath control Artifacts in the house with the Dynamite Soul [x2] [Tame One] Don't look now,
with Basis stasis I'll Blank your slate if The opportunity arrives To stop your lunacy cries Of loosely knit sighs of sadness that last a vast stint
our blades FORWARD! FORWARD! Feed the flames of hate ATTACK! ATTACK! Give them maximum pain FORWARD! FORWARD! Destroy and decimate ATTACK! ATTACK! Devas-fucking-tate! ATTACK
cha body, nigga we thugs, shit So give us respect because we comin' direct Totin' Tecs in the projects that leave a nigga wet Baby Gangsta attacker watch my back for the jacker Then Blacka tryin' to attack
all Respond, to desperate times Respond, to your lies There's a war of culture attack of religion God himself, in the heaven that burns Last time you
stood there, with skins of bear Letting their screams into the air I have seen men attack, on certain death and mutilated warriors keep fight to their last breath