a moment if I could only fool myself for a moment if I could only live these words for a moment if I could only feel I could for one moment
(feat. DSA, Block McCloud, Blackk Starr) [Dr. Ama:] Pause a moment, peep my prolific melody Peverse mind, paragraphs main, my slang of weaponry Inner
It's fcukin' simple economics They reckon bob marley's dead but he's not, man, coz he was on the TV last night, man Just don't lie to me, man I thought
coppin in safeen [Tah Murdah] Motherfucker when you see Tah Bet I'm holdin a fifth and a full clip At any given moment to flip on some bullshit Spit it sick
with lack of action Shit that don't matter, your topics are too soft? I release my bloated bladder the moment I'm pissed off I'm sick of hearing circa
weather I'm good and holding back tears scared of no man But it's hard that I feel so I'm screaming for help But it's like my yell fall on deaf ears This
got beat The meat, a disinfranchised he left wheat Me, these images I could'nt ignore Personas of the rhythm who just walked through the store This man
screaming out my name Sick in the brain, sick in the mind, all the time press rewind All my foes, all my fans gotta be knowing I be the man Understanding
sixteen coppin in safeen [Tah Murdah] Motherfucker when you see Tah Bet I'm holdin a fifth and a full clip At any given moment to flip on some bullshit Spit it sick
, it felt wrong Knowing niggaz is waiting in hell for 'im He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, sick of the blood Sick of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next man
these days we lose are gone, and we need every moment The maze is too long to proceed that slow and When the pain stops I'll crawl up out of bed But these raindrops are falling
s the foolish man? - The one who bows his will - To a sick and defeated foe - The one who fights Step from the crowd of the dying - From the shadows - Sickness
sick with my pursuer?s revenge But I know I can?t quit until the madness ends We gotta keep moving. We?re too close And the enemy?s scared man we got
, it felt wrong Knowing niggaz is waiting in Hell for He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, sick of the blood Sick of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next man
suppose what a lot like Fuckin' simple economics They reckon Bob Marley's dead But he's not, man 'Coz he was on the TV last night, man Just don't lie to me, man
the man in the mirror My swagger just screaming Motherfucker! Do you hear her? Yeah Drizzy Drake What the lick read? We make magic Boy-Roy & Sick
flesh out the picture behind And finally the whole world is made of one unbroken line One unbroken line When you wake up sick as a dog with dull eyes
