The seeds of revelation Sculptured carnage clears the path To global domination One step closer To being alive We open our eyes To a broken world We
seeds of revelation Sculptured carnage Clears the path to global domination One step closer - to being alive We open our eyes - to a broken world We
Fordítás: UP, LOCK. Törött világ.
Don is (Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one) Peep game, uhh, what, what Out of this world like Mars, when I spit these bars Come fuck with these stars up
why, bitch, ask why not The world, world is my punchin' bag and If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
two, rounds flew (*shots*) in the parkin' lot Word 'em up, hurt 'em up, move out, blow the spot Niggas rallied up to see who got shot Wait down G, my
started to trip, flip, roll, and roam What about my girl who's at sleep at home? But before I could lock in on that thought She broke out with a new
re worth That's what I'm gonna do, if you let me inside your world There's gonna be one less lonely girl I can fix up your broken heart I can give you
up now Hands up now Look at me baby I dun came up now We dun came too far to give up now Pop more bottles lets do it up now Celebrate it! Celebrate it
AZ Truly reason to bug the toolie and keep laced in jewelry watch me Girlie tried to lure me and lock me you gotta get up early Cause who's gettin played
page. How old will I be before I come of age for you? I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. IV. Seasons Of Man Anderson/Howe
bitch, I'm barely broke Blessed with flows that keep you hooked like dope Friends call me Gunz, sons call me Trife 'Cause I'm quick to slide off and slide this dick up
off collectin' pay, it's the way of the world Can't change it, so I guess I'm gon' pray for the world Sometimes I ask myself, was I made for the world
up with racism today It's time to speak up and not turn away Make the sun shine when it's cloudy and gray Dip dip dive, so-so-socialize Open up your
wake up and the world is gon' And it won't be no World War, it'll be Armaggedon fo' sho' Everyday, day It seems it's getting shorter As the world turns
bitches, nigga listen! hoez will get you fucked up someone like to cut shit someone think they smarking I beat bitches, now ya lock up and its fucked up
new day, brings a new problem to a brother And all I gots ta say is thank God for my mother Cause without my mommy dear my life would've been joke Either locked up
do it!" It's like '93, '94, 'bout the year that Big and Mag dropped And "Illmatic" rocked Outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked Everybody
