Yeah, This is Ice-T You've just been listening to the Seventh Deadly Sin To me the Seventh Deadly Sin is hardcore rap And I'm very proud to have been
'rything is alright So we gonna walk, alright, through the roads of creation We're the generation (Tell me why) Trod through great tribulation Exodus, movement of Jah people Exodus
Ooh, yeah! All right! We're jammin': I wanna jam it wid you. We're jammin', jammin', And I hope you like jammin', too. Ain't no rules, ain't no vow,
There's a natural mystic blowing through the air; If you listen carefully now you will hear. This could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Ooh yeah, yeah! They got so much things to say right now; They got so much things to say. They got
De heathen back dey 'pon de wall! De heathen back, yeah, 'pon de wall! De heathen back dey 'pon de wall! De heathen back, yeah, 'pon de wall! Rise up
I'll trust You now I'll trust Your plan for my tomorrow I'll take the vow I'll take Your hand and I will follow You're the center of it all And my life
I'm coming back I traveled far And now that I've lost my map I'm searching for the start I wanna feel you deeper I sailed a lonely sea Just like an aimless
Light of the world You stepped down into darkness Opened my eyes let me see Beauty that made this heart adore You Hope of a life spent with You Here
Look over your shoulder Remember that you're older Forget about who told ya That everything is over [Chorus] You don't have to change your name You
It takes my breathe like a cheap perfume And leaves me in tears And everyone under the moon Knows it's here Like a dream where you can hardly move So
If your tears want out then let them fall They'll hit your cheek and then dissolve You see nothing heals quite like time It fills the gap between dreams
I wanna walk down Third Street slow, drive up and down the coast Watching the sunset hang while God puts on His show I want a life outside my own, a stranger
Can I get a hand today The doors are closing Can you make a plan of escape My time has come So won't you take the load It starts to overflow, it doesn
So you steal it, escape away with nothing You try to feel it but what you have is plastic You burned your pocket and everything that's in it On your search
Bare, naked and bare is how I came And I'll be leaving just the same So why be afraid Yeah I'm a poor man, walking down the road The straight and narrow
It's simple because it is the people Fighting for and claiming what remains And dreaming, this is not dreaming This is the Exodus from the game Dance
