you walk the path of missery Your faith is pre set A warning was made But you failed to notice The wisdom of a friend The wisdom of a friend Fear of
Traduzione: Pasticcio. Saggezza Lost.
Lost as a prophet is, waiting for apocalypse Chopping it with college kids, a school dropout with a scholarship To teach niggas how to spit And it's a mess
notes Hopin' to float On what is bullshit Pull spliffs ?flowin' to Goats? The sky's the limit Stay powered vision Visualize the body righteous Lost cipher The mind's wisdom
In dark caves Wisdom reigns Awareness dulls ambition's flame Like a corpse In soil laid Trust and faith long since decayed Togetherness, broken mess Devotion
I look at myself and what do I see? Life has no meaning, there is no future to me. I have lost my way. All my wisdom is gone. I thought that I just could
damage for the neighbor tagged by the amateur? Water blast erase the trace of the canisters Waterpath took the stairways left the banister Washed over premises turned up percentages Lost
fully equipped [ROUND 1: MC Taste] Y'all played yourselves right in front of the mic Moved your body so that the feelin was right But if you get lost
We all wandering men with lost spirits We all praying to heaven, can y'all hear us? God delivers, God forgive us We all wandering men with lost spirits
(Verse #1) Honey, I?m home! Where?s my dinner? And this place is a mess And less than adequate, marked with laziness and soap-opera watching Clean it
't get up Meanwhile the enemy screams the boy is stuck, and the legs of the king are dangling in a rut Falling pieces, lost sparks, hearts cut. We're
store for the new order who want it? we got what your looking for fuck you gonna do now, money cause this the Sonee seeds of mister droppin wisdom like
2: Hell Razah (all)] When I say Sunz of, you say Man (Sunz of Man, Sunz of Man) [Hell Razah] When my lyrics touch the frozen, you frost the lost As I
have listened to all the fucking shit you ever told me But I?m alright All your wisdom molded every bit of my age-old fear But I?m alright I have lost
performer that's fully equipped [ ROUND 1: MC Taste ] Y'all played yourselves right in front of the mic Moved your body so that the feelin was right But if you get lost
't get up Meanwhile the enemy screams the boy is stuck And the legs of the king are dangling in a rut Falling pieces, lost sparks, hearts cut We're not
the neighbor tagged by the amateur? Water blast erase the trace of the canisters Water path took the stairways left the banister Washed over premises, turned up percentages Lost
down But I was lucky 'cause I never caught the hard time I was blessed with the skill to bust a dope rhyme All my homies died or caught the penzo Lost