Am I leaving my way Please tell me why... I can't feel you far from you... there's only dust around... there's only dust around caus' I'll be stone...
I don't wanna die, I'm a god, why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies, All around is laid to waste And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the power
distillation I've got no room for a lie so verbose I'm looking out over my whole human family and I'm raising my glass in a toast here's to our last
t fall to me ?cause my love ain?t dirt cheap I?m not a yard sale special on a dead end street I?ll never be a buy-one-get-one-free And no my love ain
is damned Last time you'll see your world See your children or home I'll beat up the next hippie I see Then I'll beat up you A modern race riot -
upon us! [The Emperor Koord:] It is as I have forseen! Be spry, my sorcerous lackey... join the Iron Phalanx in entertaining these latecomers while I
in these hands I'm placing stone upon stone but this castle Is falling faster than my hands They're gained the west wall fall back to the stabies Prepare for the last stand I
I'm a kreep, I'm a loser You're so very special, I wish I was special But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser I wish I was special, I wish I was special But I'm
his coffin I'm last of the rawest, my passion ain't dormant I've mastered the forces, I rap to the chorus, My cast is enormous, I'm fast and I'm cautious
course I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like
fall) No I'm standing tall I believe in what I do (you are just a fool) I won't heed your call I'm still here, there's no fear I will never disappear
I'll fold when you laugh again. I'll smile when I'm dead. My yesterdays don't matter now, they're gone. Your careless expression left my wrists torn
16 to go The Writer's blocks are stepping stones Towards the metronome I'm racing dead last I'm head last Placed on my prose Nocturnal with my journal
checks for respect, microphones I wreck Open the rhyme book, and I'll kick the context If you know what's best, you'll step off or make a (??) I'm down
with me, they get stone cold dissed My rhymes are like Master Card, they got clout without a doubt; I'll take them out That will be their last stand,
unified composition Oh, I heard the two parties split platforms at the turn of the century But I know I'm American by the coins I carry And that's
last time I'll say goodbye God willing, I'll see you on the other side It's the last time I'll put my arms around you The last time I'll look into your
love your such a pyro, but when i land i will have my heart in hand, so i can show you, that i saved the best for last this could be my one and only chance
