Can you believe There?s something more That will come when all fades away Lets set things straight The earth will shake Until it moves you back to me
Lets stop the clocks there's no reason, no reason to be afraid your mouth is open, but words are not reaching me So speak clearly now the time has come
to our knees, shattered hopes and broken dreams. This is the end. The door we once opened is now sewn shut and locked from the other side. When will we
two-way you for some head, you can trust me It must be this tank, or the shiny gold teeth Make these hoes get wet, everytime I speak These streets I push weight, silent
the sudden danger, we start scrapping Violence can erupt within the blink of an eye As a three night reign of terror, light up the skies Other uprisings
family mourning like Alonzo no hope to pass when the scholar is testing you all hail the mercenary mystical messenger some doubt the skill knowing danger lies other
in black A spirit in a mask silently watching every movement Arm in arm they dance ? the ragged and the chic Lost among a half a million other dancers
perish in this deplorable folly I dread the future Not the events, the results The most trivial event causes the greatest agitation of the soul I do not fear danger
is... (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream) Serious, the craziest ... d-da, (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream) day-da Danger, dangerous... style Verse
MC's ranked and hit the rooms, STAND BACK HEAVE! in danger, but in the Ranger I drank King Cobra's out my canteen and smoked Optimos in the ashtray, violent, move silent
Disciple] Yeah, yeah, Sunz of Man, Disciples Got the four Elements About to take you through the four stages of nature The combinations of danger It's
date Surrounded by danger when you're livin in the world full of anger The pain I drop just to get you got is a brain strangler Deadly talk, silent thoughts
finished boxing with walkmans slap dats contact fists with compact discs while vinyl scratches like a bitch violent sprays, leave my opponents in states of silent
I don't stop rapping, one thing I never do Is stop making this funky-ass shit to ride to And other rap crews can see Dangerous Crew got the funky beats
it off for me out there. (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two) And one. How ya'll doing? Welcome to Joe's Cozy Corner. Home of The Silent
touch each others touch I clasp invisible motion waves Of stories from your house Your eyes look like emeralds With you, I?m in no danger Your eyes
cage You retire the sound and not because of old age Blood splatters and holy fire turns to dawn Killing smooth and silently like the Rasta James Bond Armed and dangerous
unchaste. *This netherworld of carnality is my existance, I don't walk alone, for this is my home, And my subsistence.* I silently drift through
