've seen This bond you break, Its killing me I've never wanted you to give up on me I cant breathe, I cant see why you choose this life over me She
Cause niggas like to jack and in the Bay it never stops But my hollow tips will leave more scars than the chicken pox Or run up ya like Emmit Hitting like Bonds
Artist: Redman Album: Ill at Will Mixtape Vol. 1 Song: I C Dead People Typed by: soun042564@yahoo.com [Verse 1: Redman] Word is bond, Redman make
All those dreams, all of my hope, all life come undone In a world beaten and broken I can see a rising sun Burning down, scorching the earth, nowhere
off course came too wide of Mars to turn back home There's no turning back, guiding units broke and cracked We will never win this game From pledges and bonds
your walls will fall Altars scarred by sacrilege Desecration to your holy words Religious scripture charred and torn Icons of dogmatic left to rot Broken
Imprisoned, beaten, scarred Wasted lives, families torn apart Resistance futile, escape will fail One by one, they take us away Fight, for your life
now you eating dirt Needing work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle 'til dawn That's when sun came
ain't scared Mama checkin in my bedroom; I ain't there I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do One life to live but I got nuttin to lose, just
yeah, yeah [Verse 1] The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish A fake church called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist Forgetting God is not a religion, but a spiritual bond
'em come up out they shoes Run they jewels, word is bond, where my man Nino goin And I had to make a song, speakin on my old life For the thief's who
you one time, so cover you by the loggins Machete I chop that beef you pop, and feed it to my nigga doggen Follow the trail of broken backs and, at the
