Testi:
Hundred Year Storm Coming Back

done It's our destiny that brought us here Coming back shouldn't be the hardest part I know it hurts you so deeply when I walk in to the dark Coming

lost I run until the year is 1998 Standing in the oval office, beg Clinton to vacate Prevent the trip from being taken down to the cigar store Prevent

Box with Disney Cause drugs can't assist me or assist you Blood on your tissue that's ill so chill And when you come back you better come back even harder

broke, bitch, I'm cooking the pie We all gon' die, sooner or later, matter of time My niggaz sell crack, with a package of dimes Hundred or more, in front of the store

strength to bend metal Guns, head first in the grunge, become emerged the drums The verse is murder one [GZA] We rhyme back-to-back, deangerous emcees

ah, th, thousand years old. [Guy 2:] Gee Willikers Kyle this could be monumental let's open it dude! [Guy 1:] No. No man. I heard about this. [Guy 2:] Come

stomach roar Bagged a hundred [?] last year, just bagged a hundred more They hatin' but everything that goes, comes back sticky green fun pack Jewellery make me hump back Back

if I have to, no laughter or chit-chat I juss clack my shit back an then I blast ya when it's the wig split come wit big shit fo the 9-Feva-roo cuz ya

do something I look for work I get dissed like a jerk I do odd jobs And come home like a slob So here comes Dogg his gold is shivery He gives me two hundred