something in my mind Voices from the past Voices call me back Voices in my head Voices of the dead Now I'm hearing Voices Voices from the past Now
something in my mind Voices from the past Voices call me back Voices in my head Voices of the dead Now I'm hearing Voices Voices from the past Now I
past di anchor (?), we come to conquer, man a badman, we nah play willy wonka, And I got the guns, I got the ganja and we could blaze it up on ya block
Or you could run up and get done up [Damian Marley] Or get something that you want none of Unlimited amount you collect from us Direct from us, street
survivalist represent the next black panther [Dee] I hang with blacks and you hang with whites, I pack a nine and I don't like fights, I'm from the
For The Last Time It Was Like I'd Never Cried So Much In My Life Before I Know Your Watching Us She Had A Smile That Was So Neat Had A Voice That
his last breath into my ear His gaze already way out among the stars among The ruins of the past I shelter from the storm my mind is numb from The loneliness
Can't you see that I am beaming? I'll be leaving in a second Sipping magic from a chalice, detached from the distractions At last, I can relax, looking past
] The shop across the road, It fills my needs and keeps me company, When I need it, Voices beat through my walls, I don't think I'm gonna make it, Past
you in your past, but in my future in a meeting still to come And listened to your whispers, you had a voice that made me numb Your eyes blazed like jewels
bee afraid of the voice from the sky, three stars are are falling so you can realize life gave you blindness and death in the past, but now free your eyes from
voice is calling out from the silence. My heart races; it's saying something to you. Just listen.... Listen, darling.... The shadows of past moments
voices crying Raging endlessly they come And the morning light will hide the darkened days gone by And the sun will shine again across the blazing skies
my eyes, from my birth, to the time I die From my cradle, to my grave, a little time, until the death embrace. Now my memories fade away, the past forgotten
't you see that I am beaming? I'll be leaving in a second Sipping magic from a chalice, detached from the distractions At last, I can relax, looking past
, covering man Eyes that pierce and blaze Wounded hands, stretching out to save Moonlit nights on their knees Stifling screams ready to break from conscience The voice
