a rhyme Rhymers (?) like Aarons rod You can care less about what i'm saying So i'll pray for you when i start praying I'm a sinner, you're a sinner Get
to be tight so I figured that I would grab the mic like a nig*a 'bout to rhyme right after Christ sometimes we get mad and fight, right back to the lab
for sale An information bonfire, I'm twistin' while I wait and now I'm temptin' fate 24-7-365, Japan demonium is still alive Praying like a sinner,
(Lord they're on their way on their way) Saw a man an angry man killed his brother with his own hands Brother laid on the ground sinner man you'd better
vice It's just false reformation, no end to my strife Feel the evil overpowerin' You can go 'head, throw the towel in 'Cause nigga that's the end of the fight
ninety-two, that's the idea I mean port natal it's right there The revolution won't be televised this time The schematics draw from the mind Besides physical we need mental fighters
Boulevard nights fights at the park that spark After the gun plays some moms arm got broken apart Bad news tattoos feel the skin of a sinner Killa
feel that I should be heard loud and clear We all need a big reduction in the amount of tears And all the people that You made in Your image See them fighting
in Enough to nest in, probably make you punch your best friend and next kin cuz you let s-e-x win You mean to tell me you can fight this land with brightness
some more perspective mess Quest fighting Midwest side over a single All the way from the love angel to Chris Cringle CEO of Midwest side fighting QD over my budget QD fighting
streets let ya breathe again But evil men, will soon be on the receiving end Of Universal Law, I'm callin' on the meek and the poor To fight back and
to start a war Your slogan's 'A gun for hire,' it's what we waited for Hey Gloria, this is why we're on the edge The fight of our live's been drawn
it when you're sad He loves to rock out With his cock hanging out So hold your horns up Like you just don't give a fuck So sing out loud with the sinners
you out, all of your plans Will be washed away, washed away Life is a sin (Life is a sin) Living to win (Living to win) And we're all sinners after
ever go to Houston better walk right Keep your hands in your pockets and your gun belt tight You'll be askin' for trouble if you're lookin' for a fight
Kneel down ye sinners, streetwise religion Greed's been crowned the new king Hollywood dream teens, yesterday's trash queens Save the blessings for the
Soldier blue, fighting for no reason Soldier blue, yeah, love is out of season Soldier blue, fighting for no reason Soldier blue, fighting for no reason, yeah Soldier blue, fighting