spread the message for everyone to hear. So come with us and let's all join hands. To make hatred, prejudice, and drugs all from the past
to forsee what'll be After this death... shall it all unfold? After this life... is there nothing but eternity? [Bridge:] Outdistancing the suns of the past Leaving them all
Sitting on the porch of life, They feel no problems or encounter any strife They're the people who all look the same, Stagnant lives that never change
dig away from China Suspects are lined up, hearin' their last rights Bad karma (why) because I was a jerk in a past life Attract strife from black life
know we'll get through there will be me, there will be you there will be a way unresolved repercussions from your life fortified with the vitriol of strife
is special For I AM a bard but not the last one I'm my own king and this is my castle Dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past Seen a glimpse from
Van giving you some. So what you thinking? I'm thinking sometimes things are moving too fast, 'Cause from the very room I'm rhyming, It be looking like the past
had the doe, I was determined though Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel to strangle My aspirations from every angle From a street corner to a demo deal from
re in this together... [Chorus] If I live long enough To see my kids grow (I just want to talk to you) If I'm strong enough To let my past go (yo, yo
9 ten come on motherfucka we can do it again [repeat] See i aint never had shit but my strife and my game and my life and all thems is just hand downs from
pizzans is back To dicape and line this track With all these emcees breezin' by like freeano wax It's free a no tax, what we came to offer All swift
in winter For many reasons As cold as stone, like if Breathing was a strife I've been open ripped by the hardest season When all is over it's like I'm back from
future unknown Conclusions drawn from inner haze As the seeds of time are sewn In the year 1999 and seven months From the sky will come the great king of terror Nostradamus watches from
all you fellas, you betta listen) (you betta listen) (Listen all you fellas, here's what good love is) (Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands) (Listen all
she want that money, that ice that she strife, let me get that cake.... yeah, if you sell me some pussy bitch, you can't have it back. it's all mines
In my life all the strife is getting in the way Frankly I did not plan on getting hurt today From Your chair in the clouds Benevolent are Your ways While
day, yeah Yeah, for the Power Company You know that he can still recall when the company was God, Man was a slave Throughout a war-torn strife, My daddy
