But through the fog that blinded me I saw a light shine so bright And I promised myself to follow it's path And now I am led by the light The waves may
through the fog that blinded me I saw a light shine so bright And I promised myself to follow it's path And now I am led by the light The waves may
to back me GOD is my every existence; exhalation, exactly I'll pimp prophets so profounding labels don't like contract me I'm one of a kind; they gotta find a
is... Is it Ernie, is it Ian, is it BoeBoe, is it Nate, Is it, Kevin, is it Chapman, Is it Rog, is it Jay, Is it pa, is it pops, is it pappy, is it mammy
Klashnekoff] Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights A paradox where shots leave braves paralyzed My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites Don't wanna
of the horror flicks More deadly than _The Omen_, a killer and a showman Like the devil in _The Excorcist_ But this flick can cause a heart attack Cause
God forgive me [Outro: B.G.O.T.I. singing, Lady of Rage talking] Amen A-Men Amen A-Men Amen A-Men Amen A-Men Hey God, can you hear me? Can you see
guns is gone [VERSE 4: Tragedy Khadafi] Yeah... yo Giuliani showed me to hell's another level Blessed by Allah, possessed by the devil Born in this crime
A broken man awoke in a land flowing with sand Covered with prints none of them fitting his feet or hands But all I need in this life of sin Is me and
you no killas in mind Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move Then ya bleed Bustin 17, please don't scream, don't run Either long range
fuckin' Blow And the hoes Next to me Is ecstacy Asking me if I wanna roll Bitches never gave a fuck About a fling Makes it exciting When a married nigga
and touch us [Chorus x2] [Mantra:] The stigma of a flower, pistol in a hair piece A static symbol of a mind, that impeach The legacy on the mound,
front of it followed up by a K No more, hollering out my roll dog's name on tape Unless it's fuck you, and in front of it followed up by a K bitch [
wild shit going on in their, I I heard rumors Like what, what'd you hear? This year I'm gonna get me about a case and a half Of Malatove cocktails, burn that son of a
, yes, yes Next to me, is ecstasy, asking me if I wanna roll, yes, yes Bitches never gave a fuck about a fling Make's it exciting, when a married nigga, wanna fuck around And a
casket I leave you no killas in mind Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move Nigga ya bleed Bustin 17, please don't scream, don't run
Yo, the brain is overly too confused. So we say life's a game But a game is something you can lose If you choose not (what) Or a have Yahweh as your friend
