and nobody can save me If I had a day to live, there'd be no chillin just ill'n Dl [?] will be the villain (kill'n) All these phony Mcs, that will be
him, Big boys, aint small man, they tall and, Ugly, want to cut me come join and join the monsters ball man [chrous] [Verse 2: Pressure MC] These are the last of days
, never fades Banging on my window like cops, in a raid man What, would I trade, for sunlight I feel like grabbing these And knockin' myself out, relieving Suffa
vu Man I swore I was bent "Suffa man I've heard this all before it went" Ba ba ba ba ba, and then the chorus went... [Verse Three: Pressure & Suffa]
day I will rise, I?m feeling stronger everyday, Rise, so high nothing?s in my way, Rise, now I?ve got wings 2 fly and I wont be denied, I will rise.
s like that [CHORUS] Can you feel it, nothing can save ya For this is the season for stackin the papers Chasin my chips till my last days Hit a million
[Killah Priest:] Peace Almighty I'm gracious Most benevolent speaker The beloved brother spoke on this occasion Do we all suffer from the Caucasian?
Upon the hill where he kept it real, he knealed Told the Lord, if it's his will, let it done The death of his son, will have his reward when the ressurection
keep secrets from one another they willingly share the assimilation of knowledge with each other no one will suffer you can tell the evolution of individuals by how willing
whenever they can Thought that it was better these days But there are some people who will never change Still a minority in their eyes And when confronted, they will
soul For making such a joke Amid these hearts that burn like coal And the flesh that rose like smoke." "I know that you have suffered, lad, But suffer
the hills Yeah when I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days And sure enough I got Miss Cita in a better place When I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
and you will pay for these things you did not just to we but to the African The Asian and the true American and tomorrow the sorrow will continue and
it's all types of games bein' played But to a bitch these days the looks ain't shit Unless these niggas pay Look here bro' ya gotta suffer Cause a motherfucker
move cause like a rug I got them covered Niggas ain't like they used to be back in the days they were playing the dozens These days niggas will kill
son [MF Doom] And I'm the retarded one! [sings] Out in the streets You won't survive with, wack-ass beats ("We can see that!") These days and times
Back in the days it grows, in these days it built To a never ending wish to kill At the edge of bane, where the mind remains Achieve the insane Appetite
my people one by one It's a cold world, and i'm one of the last suns Forever shinin, even when the skys grey Will I eternally suffer, mama tell me it will