Lyrics:
to judge us...
My name worth a 1,000 year reign
Flip the Haurricane, Drinks flooded, Concussion
Left the wraith marked
Back on my third plague, back on my
Revelation
Pain pours over me
Let it drown me, for what more is there to lose but my life?
Come forth, my dying dreams, overtake me
Sleepless, as I gaze
Why do my niggas keep on dying getting killed in the streets
Sick and tired of these kids lying dead dying over bread and some beef
Am I all alone or do
to save us from the plague
Contracted by blood
The virus can be in us all
You're one of it's victims, but then thousands more
And they won't be the last
So
a hundred percent, I gets down what I invent
Rap artists be dying to a certain extent
Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback
That shit is wack,
Reinforced by the hands that touch the skies
"Now I am"
"Am I?"
my senses in abyss, under skies of torture
Devour my womb, these obscure roots
Release my dying touch, unchain me from my doom
I an crawling to feel
cometh one of the rulers of the synagogue, Jairus by name
and when he saw him, he fell at his feet, And besought him greatly, saying,
My little daughter
Unburdened by time
Accursed immortal
A vaporous form
A rapturous sound
An altar of flame
A sacrifice given
The life of a man
For power unbound
dying in a dark star
cnd I love you again
cnd I wait for your kiss
Inside your dark heart
Lay me down
cnd the seventh trumpet sounds all around
cnd
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
Now on this table I will lay, this gun â??Exhibit Aâ?? with two sets of fingerprints as you can see
But other hands were here unperceived by eye or ear
Now I lay me down to sleep
My soul to keep
For i wake
Soul to take
Before i sleep
Before i wake
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul
Wipe the blood away from my dying hand
If I give my self to you
Would you lay with me in field of stone
Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them
up tall
"Guard the nation"
This killing force that we have made, what for?
I am sickened by this attitude that plagues
The Mother Earth
It always seems
Just go lay down, by morning you'll feel fine
Just try and lay off the George Orwell in the meantime
But sometimes an idea you hear when you're high
Can
great cross my brain
Money stays where I lay rubber bands silver plate
All I know is to know your worth
If they know it wouldn't be the worst
Yeah, they
Wars and plague
Everyone's offended gotta watch what you say
And I got a D.A. trying to put me away
It's all negativity
And I'm surrounded by it
I
more than skin
I've been a mess while I lay here
My eyes black, my feelings blue, sorry I tried so hard to be you
I've allowed the substance to set
Now
the bills mama I went and paid that
The family house on 24th you outta see it it’s a mess
See a Snake in the yard make sure you cut’em by the neck
Shout
know how to be myself maybe I should just be someone else
This life is pain this life is hell feels like I'm living in a prison cell
Terrorized by evil
Look into my eyes into pain I possess
Haunted by a ghost ripped a hole in my chest
Blinded by darkness and every regret
Why right feels wrong yet
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
I'm batting lefty when I know that I'm alright
I'm reaching out for the sun
Being passed by shooting stars overnight
I been livin' with a small
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