Bible was written What is religion? Gods words all cursed like crack Shai-tan's way of gettin us back Or just another one of my Black JesuS traps [Storm
& Carl Thomas) [Chorus: Carl Thomas] Who you are, One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, Young nation, no revolution and no cause, One Nation, young
Island Mumia Atumie, Gerino Pratt, All the political Prisoners San Quiton Yeah One Thug, One Thug How do we keep the music playing One Thug, One
(Words and Music by: Z. Walters) One thing I gotta say, is that it?s all alright, even though I lie awake in the middle of the night, some people make
Some Pistols N Build A Team I'ma B Betta Than Cat Yea Betta Than Preme Ima B The Last Man Standin U Kno Wat I Mean? [Hook: 50 Cent] South Siiiiiiiiiide
press 1 now hey Rhino on the phone ya'll If not hang up yeah, I accept for operator assistance... oh, ok hold on please stay on the line Which one? I
interview I read it's like your blowing yourself Putting doe on your shelf? Stop hoeing yourself You're a herb, look at you, you know it yourself! I showed you love from day one
, Age-in baby [TS] Right right right right [8B] One time [TS] Beyotch! [8B] Yeah, you know how they like it baby, nigga you can't retire! [Verse One:
One day, you'll be on your own You won't have a shout any more One day, you'll be in the ground You're over and out, and You've missed the last tube
listen to me because cuttin through the crap is my specialty like a bomb, I'm dropping yes, a ton of lead you're trying to figure out the last thing
enable Cartier, now they payin' Hood at that to my armor model, and every Ace of Spades bottle to the last swallow, only taint forever trained to get the last
mean mug grill, like a dog whose day is done He lit up the green stuff in his cigar, and he took hits one by one Now I got to thinkin who this cat could
spell casting, mass occultation(?) you need more livation(?) so drink from my hands, while you sink down into the sand one allows you to take stand and
chiba oh you don't smoke no more well that's cool well everybody gotta stop sometime i remember one time when you hid my stash and saved my ass from the one
on them, in the wars of Acquisition When I spoke the riddle "Who Is The Perfect Enemy?" There`s no one else left around No one can see how I rot in Grief
my curse. Why should it be incumbent upon me To redeem their faults ? You, The one who spurns the past Are now, But worthy to be last. Thy choices
[Lyrics : Readman - Music : Forte - 7'00] Now the time has come to face, my untold fears Every waking hour, drained me through the years So that I
my mans (see, me and my mans) We was like peanut butta and jelly (we was like, peanut butta n jelly) It was crazy like (like) One wasn't without the other (one