me this is finally her death The storm of dust, made by human ash And structures are found The flames have scorched all remains Apocalypse, the slaughter's
gods of the north, blow your wind upon my flesh, reach me your immortal force. I dance through the winter storms, all through a lifetime as man, marching
the children It's the only culture I've got, exactly what we've been buildin All of a sudden I'm in front of some man No he's a youngin but he's got
't say nothing that song Let's go, Let's go. I mean that's 1 and out. That's 1 song down That's heat rock. Let's go. I'ma step out. J.R. lace 'em up I
t say nothing that song Let's go, Let's go. I mean that's 1 and out. That's 1 song down That's heat rock. Let's go. I'ma step out. J.R. lace 'em
shines bright Baby's high as a kite Today her name is pretty, but she ain't a pretty sight Same old stilletos and dodgy looking fellows Same old whistles Same old
the blind mans deaf son Will be the dumb father of a blind child Saying to hell with them all With no family ties So the next man's family cries At the
precious party we had niggaz straight off the E A funny sight to see [Chorus] Our little operation worked for a while Until Khalid's girl got pregnant with his child
and This is the message at the ruler Rick's school [Slick Rick] Elders seen our wise ones grown Interest in what the kid learned 'bout Seen how the old
it real. Let's show dem what de deal is. Let's show dem what time it is. It's Shystie! Let's go! Oi! 'ey, lissen up, Don't get f*cked up, I got Fu'
conceited But as I ? 'Cause you man like what he's seeing Don't be mad 'cause when I walk these boys be breathing And they playing and they staring and these ??? breathing I'm s
s Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the bar, me and three prom queens My life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King They having a kissing
strong when the heat get's on {*wind blowing*} Hopin that the weak get strong, when the heat get's on [talking - echo after each pause] Ya know... the street's
the streets At home he's mama's little angel I'm the opposite of Nas Nefarious, X-Raided I'm hell's son Till God's kingdom or hell comes I'll drop bombs
Rich girl, and youve come to far Cuz you know it don't matter anyway You can rely on the old mans money You can rely on the old mans money It's a bitch
of Ben Brown He's adapting the screenplay even still now And he better cast someone cool like Johnny Depp to play me The child took my 20 and he looked
when the heat get's on {*wind blowing*} Hopin that the weak get strong, when the heat get's on [talking - echo after each pause] Ya know... the street's
I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom