always come back to haunt me and try and break my bones. I can't believe this is happening to me as I whisper softly, as I whisper "You're only Flesh and blood
to wolves and try to front me and surround me come up out they sheepskin and act all different around me (chorus) (busta rhymes) listen! sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged are raped and
own flesh and blood D) What I feel for you, babe, goes deeper than love D) In your arms I feel the strength of all that's true K) And when you say you
The phone rings, it's a quarter to 9 I'm slippin' on some fresh kicks and jacket with matching lining My boys on the line and announcing the time and
sick of the flesh Cant handle the flesh Live and die in the flesh All I need is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus [x2] [Jaz] Who I need as I plead the blood
and I can't tell Heaven and hell keep playing mind games [Verse 2:] From trials and tribulations I've developed a knack for patience So I'm camouflaged and
ashamed and silent The world around me , so dark and fragile Dying , raped and slaughtered by my lesserlife Cursing this flesh entangling my true nature
same thing Or we can chill at the crib and play spades or kick some ass a bit Speedpass the clit and get passionate Grab the buckle and unfasten it and
be too soon Shit is real like every wind in my breath And that's on everything I love, Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh They see my name in Lifestyle and
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged
Or we can chill at the crib and play spades or kick some ass a bit Speed pass the clit and get passionate grab the buckle and unfasten it and we can
resources, both mineral and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and
