of chance. I never saw myself as a Solomon Or Socrates. I knew who I was, one of your dime-a-dozen Mediocraties. Suddenly I'm here, respected, worshipped
POISON (MC5) The partisans not the artisans Are doing their dirty show But i ripped my pants Doing some dance That i learned in France And they think
ability I possess to express everything I am and hope To be through music I know that without you I'm nothing And I know in my heart I just wanna say
and walk in it, walk on Saints of old and streets of gold Will gaze upon His throne Singin' holy, holy God of glory We'll worship Him alone So keep
heart I'm coming back to the heart of worship And it's all about You It's all about You, Jesus I'm sorry, Lord, for the things I've made it When it's
name I sing for joy at the work of Your hands Forever I?ll love You, forever I?ll stand Nothing compares to the promise I have in You I sing for joy
, With my whip around my neck, I control the hoes Or my tensions will increase, and then I will ill So I pulled a little girlie, this is what I did Jumped
I'll see you I made this world for you I made this world for you I look down on this race I created And all I see is violence and hatred I shake my head
It's all political if my music is literal and I'm a criminal How the fuck can I raise a little girl? I couldn't I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit
I believed the lies you told to me When you whispered dear,i'll worship thee Now here I am all alone and blue All because I love no one but you I have
wrong I kept my vows, you left me all alone You told me you loved me, you told me a lie Why should I pay? Tell me why should I cry? You knew I worshiped
a sucka, and can't get a fuckin' crumb I ain't lettin' niggas rap no more without my approval or stamp I'm drunk on power, I don't feel the weed or
I'm ill suffer from constant hot flashes Bad rock annihlates violator retaliates Vertibreaker will mutilate Ghost causing sirens Hands of hostility strangling evil tyrants Who worship
the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang got the answer 'Cuz if I had a chance to do it again I will
niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang got the answerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..... Cuz if I had a chance, to do it again I will
your anatomy, steadily, calm and deadly Spatter-head lyrics I lick through your transmit MC's submit to the will as I kill your Juvenile freestyle, civilize the mentail Devils worship
skeletons Or was it the curse of this dark melanin When I die will I open my eyes in hell again With these jealous men Lord forgive me but I smell a gin