winds leaving nothing in their wake Cries from every living organism Fierce pain tortures every nerve Silence descending as the last one dies A final
these bomb frees Bigger Big Lee released all these beats And everytime we do what's fuckin' million ??? And come to answer their question of how come I-C-E-B
the World of Tomorrow Dreams, our future lies In the World of Tomorrow Dreams, our hopes will rise Derek Sherinian: Synth solo C] Collision Course D
to practice weed-scented Report card like the speed limit 55-55 expellable If your nice they make sure that you eligible Pretty final, '92 played the city finals
Echoes theme of verse 4.) BREAK H: (Remaining friend teeters on the brink of her/his final act.) BREAK I: (The final act.) Fin [John Gary Bovay (copyright
up your slip ups Hip hop disc flinger, Dragon stout drinker Terrorizing mics and R&B singers Menacing music masked attack on your act, Collapsed your
beats And everytime we do what's fuckin' million ??? And come to answer their question of how come I-C-E-B-G Gon become part of this Alumni nigga (Ali
or intelligence mere brainless creatures with no demonstrable sentience What makes us superior We did not do so great ourselves! A dying race, imprisoned in restricted shells C] Collision Course D
believe dat shit, tryin' act swayze You'd be better off lazy So shut the fuck up right now, and maybe Murder i-n-c will show mercy 'cause first b We don
.B You come with that bullshit, guaranteed I'm beating your ass It been a long time, and we finally made it Hopped the slab off the AVE., and I finally
World of Tomorrow Dreams, our future lies In the World of Tomorrow Dreams, our hopes will rise Derek Sherinian: Synth solo C] Collision Course D
fuck to call it But no beef Whattup X? I float like B.I.G.'s spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me I'd have
