we're staring at the water Through a window from the sky As the hands of the clock Count away the day Sun light softly glows Do you know that I fear
Travel long on this dusty road just to find another lost dead end Whiskey fueled on another load On this trip there aint no time for games Kick one back
no need to fear Shape up ya Lord about to strike With thunder claps that turn day into night With something similar to Gabriel's horn The first flag up my tribe
see It's all in your head (p.e.) Don't believe all the doom and gloom Conspiracies put the fear in you Nothin to fear but fear itself Choose between
'all to just pray for me Somebody pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me Now if it goes to the wire I will never fall, I got the soul of a fighter
come from, word I ain't goin broke, fuck you, I'll cop me a brick And take it straight to the block, forget rap quick Don't trip, Bump got a speed zone
vapors Looked him up and down, as we walked toward solid ground What mind, jaw dropped looked what I found Classics like Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul
rival Pull out my strap pull the trigger, pop pop pop Put a slug in his head, I hope he's dead Rest In Peace, I'll take his soul and throw it in the pit
ecstasy's cruel The room's turning red, your trip becomes dread Yet still you accept She smiles then disappears- her face haunts your fear, fear, fear, fear
no regret The life she took so she can trip again Abort-breeders of death Deny-the gift of life Cuts and bruises on her head In the gutter left for dead
And they aim to blame our sons And I done seen down the barrel of a strap before But I don't wanna die no mo', I fear the reaper Help us jesus, help
word I ain't goin' broke, fuck you, I'll cop me a brick And take it straight to the block, forget rap quick Don't trip, bump got a speed zone sign For
Will you survive? My crew will strive, we clever why We never die It's true we rise (Chorus 2x) [Verse Two: Jise One] We stranded on jungles of concrete Primal fear
Travel long on this dusty road just to find another lost dead end Whiskey fueled on another load On this trip there aint no time for games Kick one
it again. your mind becomes controlled, by the torment in your soul. just one fix is all it takes, to destroy an innocent life. from a trip to some
violence Feeding on hope Feeding on need Feeding on charity Feeding on greed Feeding on lies Feeding on tears Feeding on bad intent Feeding on fear Feeding
When we walk away Come the day that we're leaving here We can stop and stay on the way We can leave our fear Lady of rain Will we regain or decline Lady
I need All along I ve received Now it s gone Once You were here And I wanted you near Now I ve made What I ve feared Now I ve made What I feared
