Lyrics:
bitches
I love everybody that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so what?
The whole world we livin' in
Everything that's livin' in it
Trees down
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
the world
Starve the rich
Goodnight
I know there must be more
I know there must be more
Than giving just a little bit more
When half of this
brighter by the end,
I’m changing the world, you liars don’t have to try to yet,
Cause if I was dead to the world I would still inspire it,
When will you
"In world news today: officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias
Scarface, must be stopped
After being monitored by Secret Service agents for
world wit my third eye
I put forth passion to this new thing
Put forth love into these lines
True intent really shine in the night time
Clarity comes for
wanna do is make hits
And I'm like, okay (yeah, okay)
And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin'
How the world should be, perfectly
Fire like I'm third
bless the water
We bless the water round the world
Hey now we tell them one time
Well can the real cool water come back again
Around the world the earth
To give yo life unto Him
No more fake stuff
No more phony stuff
No more lukewarm Christianity
It's time to be on fire for the ALL CONSUMING FIRE GOD!
late
To realize
Planet earth
Is real life
Asleep I felt discomfort
Shaken by a nightmare
I awoke
With third eye
Surprised
I'm still spry
I remember in
kind of thing before, have you?"
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous.
And he said, "Yes I have, but only a time or two."
Third rate romance, low rent
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
(Lloyd Banks)
By the way, man, it still feels like I've been dreamin'
Forty cal under my pillow, condom full of my semen
The physical presence
Battle for your mind like Israel and Palestine
Good news in some fuckin' hard ass times
No more disses repeated hook lines and chorus'
Days full
I cock back at bust in the air
Give me space beats with plenty bass drink my hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas
Now come into my world and you can see that we are more than thugz
We more than thugz, more than thugz, more than thugz
With just a little twist
'm frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap sh-
'm frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit
compared to shit
Show me one local rapper that is working more than me
I'm cooking up a buffet, fans are hungry they want more to eat
Well open up, it's time
to an end and you say listen Paul Taylor I'm done with this job I'm gonna ask you one more time going extra month just fight one more extra month of that
I live in a world that's different than your world
Your world still believes in things like free speech and democracy
Those things don't exist in
the third time
With no strings attached like a test drive
I'm telling her I'm cutting in the next 5
All communication breaking down like an enzyme
My
Dexter talk in third
I had a dream like the speech
Speaking everything I need
Need some time I'm planting seeds
Sun shining, grass green
Yeah
I'm at a good
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