if devils are but angels cast to know i live forever with a sharp regret it might be a surprise to know i never wished for death a hint of misery made
As a musician, as a friend, as a teacher, as a student To grow and realize everything is in constant movement Each problem that we face is just a part
the beat, bada-bing You gotta think: a hundred bars...damn, that's a lotta ink Eventually all of my albums'll be out of print There'll be a clone for
'm searching for tools to patch me up But the more I find the more I'm torn apart Constrain it, let the subjects meld Like a mad disease the newborns divide
a self-prayer To walk away beside the lord, siners repent so we divide the sword Behind the tents I mean be riding cars Standing off the roof of a killer
here ya Wait a half a year and he'll be rapping in that mirror And when he does, check him on his royalty Was peace when he just played the piece of
I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe
you have your little flag a sovereign nation brutalizing a wetted paper bag And all the worlds a cage we're locked upon the stage (In a)Capitalist
is raged the world is acting crazy I never thought I'd make it it was hectic when I scrambled On point like a knife I'm taking life as a gamble Living
tin. A rather nice touch is to crush a Coolibah leaf into the water too, giving the tea a hint of eucalyptus. Jumbuck; A sheep (usually refers to a
divide You feel the temperature dive And all your demons inside come crashing through In your mind's eye lives a memory Hard to find, blinded by sorrow And a
a relationship of inequality, treating a woman as a possession taking advantage of devotion using emotions as a weapon violating another's personal rights
shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed
, toastin' cups Quarter pieces tryin to get yours roastin' up Play the game if you got toys to match your words You a vet, throw your net, nigga, catch some birds Only a
event, toastin cups Quarter pieces tryin to get yours roastin up Play the game if you got toys to match your words You a vet, throw your net, nigga, catch some birds Only a
(Divided into pieces of the sun) I can tell by the color of the sky You and eyes so red divided into pieces of the sun I fall into the moment understanding
rowing a boat and we paddleing Down a stream of water, wet any nigga challeging Blow one all in your knee cap leave you staggering Scrambling cause theirs a
for protection, Family is raged, the world is acting crazy I never thought I'd make it, it was hectic when I scrambled On point like a knife living life as a