it, shit All I know is I'm about to hit the wall If I have to see another one of mom's alcholic fits This is it, last straw, that's all, that's it I
up, on you like that Once again Chamber Music, what what, yeah, what the deal? It's Xzibit Get on the ground, get on the ground Hands on the back of
[Talking] Yeah... It's that real this time around Immortal Technique... Revolutionary Vol. 2 It's on now mother fucker.. Lock and load! [Verse 1] This
crease in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta
drop you to your knees for these Big cd's, you heard it through the grapevine Killer beez Chorus: rhyme recca Everything is everything, reality I keep my mind on
bound to rap into the break of dawn so they can hear and know it's on If the flow is strong I'm smart If you're stupid it's not art Marks are made so
And it's a one man race She's got a kiss like fire She burns the lips right off my face It's finder's keepers, loser's gonna weep She's personal property Sealed
thoughts run through my head And soon I find there's no way out, my eye is my guide again Showing me around, these pathways so profound Shining like the sun, I pretend it's
rip From the jump, keep it still to relapse on that junk Pump fake, off ya feet Fall on this sword ya beat with eggs on ya face Amazing grace, how sweet it
it's booty, booty You got, you got, you got, you got, you got You got the boomin' system but it's blastin' out doo Do you think it's chocolate milk, but it's
spies let's make a ball Crooked navy seals with flak-on, sniffin', getting they crack on I managed to mack on enough oil to put Iraq on Stapped the gats on
doop doop (First he can't be my man, now he want to be my man) (I wish this nigga make his mind up) Can't live my life tell you why (All my niggaz man
can't find it on a dollar bill And it ain't on Macy's window sill And it ain't on no rich kid's road map And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
.Y.C. (It's only right) I wanna seal wit my Kiko, destiny and maxi millions Gold bricks to build buildings, diamond sets, spiritualism Rainbow, force fields, my
I consume your blood and leave you dead Sorry, it's just to keep my health Dark forces, police get nauseous from my trail of corpses No stake through my
time, when joy and pain collide. It takes a life to create a life. Now she's gone. fear and despair fills up his mind. Anger and hate. In search for
By a desperate nation with it's back to the wall Within a split second of reading this text The spirit was free and had fled from its nest It was eager