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Bleed From Within Empire

This was just the beginning It was on till the end Before you began to criticize us All the blood, sweat and tears Laid out on the table, for your judgement

: This was just the beginning It was on till the end Before you began to criticize us All the blood, sweat and tears Laid out on the table, for your

Caesar I wanna see ya, we scared of police not North Korea I sweat and bleed working? to feed mi familia Wear a jacket every day full metal, I?m from

written in cryptic form to forewarn the comin apocalyptic storm I dreamt of fire, swallowin this wicked empire and saw the entire world hurled into destruction With their inequity, trickery and corruption Caught you with

to my stashbox, 560 State St. catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry's Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus drivin' so slow, but BK is from

trife the Roman Empire state [Mos Def and crew] So much on my mind I just can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from

And the Hitlers we handpick To bleed their people dry For our evil empire The drug we're fed To make us like it Is God and country with a band People

's Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Strett Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries Cruisin' down 8th Street, off white Lexus Drivin' so slow, but BK is from

end of the world saga Streets flooded with lava, mommas and pappas Toddlers, hip-hoppers, and rastas Rock stars and mobsters, above streets in helicopter Filled with