the lost souls tossed Hard rocks scared of being soft, they'll burn like molotovs A Holocaust, they can't see the cost paid, the cascade They can't see who
dissing you?/ From the big willie cats to the underground and miniscule?/ Honestly, it?s anyone polluting the subliminal/ If that?s you, retribution is unconditional/ I?m willing
they specify? These terms of why when they ain't the most high What they fear the will kill but the soul will never die Sayeed: Through seasons lesions
answers Without me, it's all just hype men, dat tapes, and back up dancers Hold my banner for knowledge, wisdom and understand integrity Every city Mars
