the winds come tearing apart We walk through the stones Through the stones To your name in stone And we walk through this stone To your name in stone To your name in stone
with one-two's, your lungs bruised My foot in the butter so many crews call me doo-doo shoes. [West Stone] You know Stone is known to break them bones
a ital jockey mi nuh use nuh stone Mix up mi baba roots wid mi tiger bone She startplay sweet song pon mi saxaphone See har man sum'n dead she wear
, better known as Brooklyn" [Guru] "Never takin shorts, cause Brooklyn's the borough" [Special Ed] Panic, as another manic depressive adolescent, stares at death, now what's
Each stab of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he
underworld On a fuckin' tombstones, inside the caskets That's Mental Caskets though, 'cause y'all niggaz is mentally dead It's the return of the livin' dead man
[Holocaust:] The Indian Chief's name was Spirit, made of fire and mystic And depicted in red, like sea of angels, and hieroglyphics Alcatraz zone, Al
of the reaper, stare in my eyes Look deeper, now turn into stone, it's Medusa Reduce your flesh into bones, prey upon your dead meat like a vulture Dig
using my name with profanity? It's gonna end up in one family's tragedy Alcohol gets in you Now your crazy hard Only place you wanna face me's at the
out like this All hell the high exalted yo my mother fucking name is Fredro Starr you know what I'm saying? I'm up here with my man Sonee the money the
whole body is swollin' Why did I have to do it, he asked for it His man saw it so it don't mean jack to me He's gone and that's how it's supposed to be
happen motherfucker, cause we too deep in the game [Spook Thee Man] It's time to make it happen, get paid, it's the nigga S-Y-the-S-K Tag teamin' four
puts out one thing, while singing the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's brother Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) no one knows no nose
ya man's hands like checkers Ya all left beheaded by the dreaded Skarekrow Fiery war chants givin' oak branch elbows Stone bones staircase, my home and
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man go on go long go strong. (Big Moe) heeeeeaaaaa yeaaaaaaaah Im gonna bring young G in on this mic his name is Yungstar you know that he's rollin tight
all day, no I pop up with the glock up like it's Groundhog's Day And then I let a round off man Now how that sound off man When that pound go bang? Your
