place where all assassins dwell Pur back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace Body bags and caskets may all good cease Together they form an organization
saw) Face the east nigga, face the east nigga (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before) Then pray my nigga, pray my nigga (Was it in a dream?)
in the sunset Hand on my pistola Little John Gotti From baja Califrnia Sippin on Corona With the chip Motorola Betta watch out for my coner Or you'll be an organ
(*talking*) This organization was built on me What I put together, that no man come in between I am the foundation, and I will weather the storm You
to be there to see the eyes of my baby girl Born into the world of chaos, money, AIDS and violence Silence breaks my concentration in my private world Organize, organize
send me a message let me know how you are Whether you are walkin or drivin in your car, throw your hands high tell me who you are Say (Chorus) x2 (Reggae Rap) (Chorus
but I don't want to end up in the 1 8 7 I'm 21 but will I live to see 22 And witness the birth of the organized Rhyme Crew (Chorus)x2 Oh no Here
[Chorus] So many people are hurt inside Don't even know him even though they might have heard of God Can He love me? Will He hear my prayer? Or, think
Chorus: Canibus Yo, you better watch who you beef wit You might be walkin down the street, then suddenly you hear tires screechin Niggaz'll be hoppin
My brain's in orbit, Great performance, and pray the lord-es, I'm playin' organs, Kickin' like Bruce, takin' all this, Now bring the Chorus. Power Moves (Chorus
You a soldier ain't cha Abel: Hell Yeah, nigga Kane: Then you gonna ride for the ????? D. Marshall Chorus: Just another ghetto day Another soldier died today I'm praying
I'm bettin rhymes, til the end of times Shame on some, can't wait til the fame is done You can curse if you pray for the day to come Stay with the gun
niggas know that, but grow that poppy seed anyway 'cause that food drop parachute does not come everyday I'm from where people pray to the gods of their
Ain't meant for everyone So here we come Recognize how we organize Strategize now we unified brothers on the rise And we can't stop [Chorus: Young Noble
Ras Kass: You want to talk to God? God never sleeps. Chorus Ras Kass: Now what came first, the chicken or the egg? God: Armageddon. Ras Kass: A arm a
motherfucker die, apache on the ship shape and bristol fashion snuck a jammy through the red tape and tip toe past him. worm teeth grinding feverishly below, as little organic
who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid Watch who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid [chorus
prayer. The birds were still, no sound was made, The organ sad but sweetly played, As by her side we gathered there, Our heads bowed down in silent prayer