`t you save me from the evil within [CHORUS] Eye for an eye welcome to my world It`s like the blind blind leading the blind Eye for an eye haven`t you
t you save me from the evil within [CHORUS] Eye for an eye welcome to my world It`s like the blind blind leading the blind Eye for an eye haven`t you
quick Maybe I could stick around for awhile, naw, that's out, man You know? What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like you?} {Kiss my ass, motherfucker, burn
, you got a mic? You better hide it, I'm creepin' six deep with seven swords of drunk pirates With eye patches, no teeth and burnt eye lashes, so they
of the ghetto for so long And like animals we kill each other for the hatred of others We must move into the suburbs and punish the rich for their ignorance For
of the ghetto for so long And like animals we kill each other For the hatred of others We must move into the suburbs And punish the rich for their ignorance For
point tha bitch may suckaz, thinkin they got enough heat to rush us. I'm ah dust ya, heads off, wit tha blink of an eye, you niggaz gonna die, don't
long and hard I am the man for which no God waits But for which the whole world yearns And I'm marked by darkness and by blood And one thousand powder burns
the one But he don't get in, but all we need is a put ??? But all we need is a touch down and an extra point to win But then I get sacked all the way
Instead of needle infested train tracks No matter how fast you run from the eye you hate There is no escape (There is no escape) So I wait for the heaven
I didn't burn, I turned cold after that night [Hook] [Verse 3] I went on with my life, college and my career Ended up locked up like an animal for
Except I didn't burn, I turned cold after that night [Hook] [Verse 3] I went on with my life, college and my career Ended up locked up like an animal for
don't even gotta use my gun to reply You get punched in the eye, punched in the eye ... blood finna fly In this game it seems that i'm lyrically reaching a point
felt long and hard I am the man for which no God waits But for which the whole world yearns I'm marked by darkness and by blood And one thousand powder-burns
then Hitting straight to the point, I don't smoke joints I only drink and puff blunts, so my niggaz appointed me Malik, the Drunken Dragon, I'll burn
, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter so croool: you have stopped my watch At the stroke of three and call for the police But there's a time for tea and a time for
What dreams he made for us to dream Spanish skies, Egyptian sands The world was ours, we marched upon Our little Corporal's command And I lost an eye
