Welcome to my callous world. Where there is no escape. We are destined to rot until we die. Awaiting our treacherous death. Welcome to my wicked world
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m like a prisoner and syrup is the way i escape but the message is to the kids 'do as i say, and not as i do cause there could be a brighter future for
He's hard to reach, I know a friend that know a friend That could get him on the phone for a fee, a quick ten The next victim, we both could hit 'em
Closest to the perfect scenario you made a move but it backfired Magnified by the fact that you tried to project a persona Of confrontation by subverting a
more years to kill the sane More of his napalm, neutron, hate And meanwhile Russia sits and waits Prepares her perfect time to take The seconds gone, annihilate There's a
no one there!) I've had no one to care (worried all I know yeah!) They say wisdom, is the wise words spoken By a brother attemptin' to open The graves
by a system, a perfect mold, People perfect people who are poor and old, Lies were spent on a sad defense, They said we're lookin for a method in this
the hair This is what happens to boys and girls Whose penmanship is messy Be neat like the others Follow orders Obey what is put in front of you Imagination is
what you wanted-- IDIOT!! There's more than a little difference between yours and mines existence This is my ride; and your not commadering it The only thing advanced about your music is that you need a
no one there!) I've had no one to care (worried all I know... yeah!) [RZA] They say wisdom, is the wise words spoken By a brother attemptin' to open
like a prisoner And syrup is the way I escape But the message is to the kids 'Do as I say, and not as I do Cause there could be a brighter future for
went in the smoke, rollin' real fast like a dog And began wid a rage and the guage can't let go They done labelled my nigga psychotic Bitches is got him
Les] With the push of a button or the twist of a dial You're getting this MC and plenty of shit* *they call style Is what I bring, vocals that sing My
a track? Yeah that's a bucket I see Like a farmhand cuttin a little piggie From the author I'm also the farmer stupid I shoot a arrow at you and my name