Looking down, you can see all Hold my hand so you don't fall Catch your breath as the gulls call One heart out of two One life: me and you One heart
Looking down, you can see all Hold my hand so you don't fall Catch your breath as the gulls call One heart out of two One life, me and you One heart
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Ha hah! Never fail, KRS I'd rather have a hundred-thousand true heads by me Than one million of your fake fanatics behind me I keep it grimey, chase me, you will never
to Virginia Afar from the true origin of the north star A small child, my father makin moves through military Battlin heads on army bases for props, my life scary Never
and seein doubles That's why I got twin Glocks so I can bust both of them bubbles You're runnin from the rumble, this sound is terrifyin You're hearin
you see, I'm from the Third Coast nigga Balling, what we does most nigga C-Note, y'all can't come close nigga Freeze, so y'all can't stop my niggaz Got
me every time Into the darkness Still my heart is true Across the abyss Riding on the pandemonic waves to you Kill 'Em All - Kill 'Em All - Kill 'Em All Never
wack shit from them, and then from me Billy on CD, then cop it bro Only got true love if it profit bro And I live life hard, you can't knock it bro If
broke is a bitch, y'all There's no such thing as quit, y'all As long as you breathe life you gotta get yours [x2] True indeed, L, I hear these niggas
(feat. Def Squad All Stars, PMD) [Billy Billions] Yo, you really got all them guns but can't hunt me Billy run NY team, like Vangundy Spit wit a hand
t you kill Satan when he wasn't true But then again who am I to try and question you, never question God [Chorus] Dear God if you can hear me let's have
Cause liars then steal what they heart's desire, All them hate that I see filled my heart with fire, Anger in my heart so I start to riot, Few niggaz
sack with this Till I die "Crip or Cry" Mista Nice Guy's dead Is in hood to the heart and his .47 to the head Think you can scrap? I got scrap But see
seven shields on windmills across the killing fields, never forget it, tell them rap critics I speak in arithmics, so they can never get it, I'm too
but before I kill emcees I kill the police. I'm really for peace, love and equality, but it seems the police love to follow me, because I' m hiphop. I never