Listen up cause this not the end, You're the last thing that crossed my mind. Relationships are based on trust, Well I guess this one was based on lies
we are not alone you stabbed me in the back one too many times now i'm just walking away and getting SAD! PLEASE GOOO!! please SAVIOR! YOU NEVER MENTIONED, GOD! walk AWAY! walkaway from
bitch, ya dig Look here, aiyyo, put the motherfuckin' E-A-Ski mask on nigga [E-A-Ski] I'm steady creepin' while other niggas be sleepin' But fuckin'
jealous of the warmth and the heat The witness from above never feels peace he sees In the dead of night alter boys molested by priests Pious men behind
keep it real-when it's on in the whirlwind [Verse 1] Let's all meet, God to earth, feel the raw heat Bow the knee, give Me props hip hop to Wall Street
by unnoticed, unchallenged we would still have careless wonder left in our eyes now we just wait to see behind yours behind eyes these sidewalks twist
the competition no opposition are you kiddin'? stop the wishin' these other flops ain't got a pot to piss in not tonight this is all you all these neandertals
the things I've seen, man [AZ:] Grindin, time limb muh'fucker back up, stepped-up muh'fucker So quiet, I coulda crept on a sucker (ahhh!) From behind
's where I'm from keepin hoes in line Believe I'm bout mine Never wine and dine Give me the grease and I'ma shove nine in ya behind I ain't likes a kind
[feat. Royce Da Five-Nine] [Intro] [Cowboy] I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty
Alpha Wing, polished swords, spears and poll-axes reflecting the glow from the myriad torches and braziers which still burned about the Imperial Host. And behind
left Where they at? Dead or locked behind bars in jail I know I aint too far from hell I'll spit the devil these bars in hell Dog I been through it son
thrown like infedy Meet me at the getaway spot in a jiffy Leave all the does behind that act iffy We got maneuvers, that's hard to beat Till the other
we meet the fall Judge and jury wanna hang us from the balls and throw us behind walls Why is it that, I was a mistake, the other kids you wanted to make
And get clear where we did it From the heart, from the people From the top, from the jeep From the gut, from the street From my soul to the mic to the
submarine hull Dolphin phones screen calls from places as far away as A.G.C.R. The rhymes are raw, protected by the Jericho wall With surface permutation
action is practiced quite actively My body did not melt beyond the Van Allen Belt I was transformed into a spirit with no shell I'm modifying the weather from behind
away Familiar faces put on dolls, fashioned raincoats, and handmade tools When that evening's ending I'm still standing tall! Surrounded by these loopholed walls From
