the dreams remain Walls of sleep fade away Abandonment of wonders Monks of knowledge bid farewell And leave me with these visions From the dark side Visions
the visions of the night Gazed into the visions of the night Gazed into the visions of the night Gazed into the visions of the night Gazed into the visions
me all alone? I'm slowly dying... The traitor stabbed my back So what I ask you know it's to give me a chance To get my revenge. Just send me an angel
Trump, Bloomberg money Old habits die hard, the Vanguard Award winner New York torch gripper, O.G. of the floss, nigga I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of angel
Cyborg, android, d-boy, decoy, water, wisdom, tightrope, vision, insight, stronghold, heartless, ice cold, mystery, mastery, solar, battery Some will
spilled I feel Chills, I'm still plottin, I'm ill-norm Take life forms like light storms I laugh at the wrath Of the guys comin on, visions of the antichrist
Said you gunna remember my name My naaaaaaammmmmmeeeee VERSE 2: Listen Imagine a casket Imagine me in it Now take your time And try to picture this kind of vision
Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all around On the very last day A unicorn headed the mystical way Surrounded by what seemed a thousand golden angels
Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all round Ort the very last day A Unicorn headed the Mystical way Surrounded by what seemed a thousand golden angels
you, love Easy like Sunday mornin? Like an angel callin? He?s taking me all in I?m embracing him with my skin Like a glimmer of life Like a vision
place Isn't everything they say I heard that evil comes disguised Like the city of angels I'm walking towards the light Baptized in the river I've seen a vision
cry Don?t you wanna come with me? Don?t you wanna feel my bones on your bones? It?s only natural A cinematic vision ensued Like the holiest dream There?s someone calling, an angel
Moment of glory called evolution Could I see the world with the eyes of a child A new beginning, a moment of freedom Like angels are singing a song full
while I'm gettin' my cream I'm coming to America call me Prince Akeem, yessir It's kinda weird, 'cause this I dream Kinda prophetic ya get it 'cause this I've seen These type of visions
record of the year Nigga that brought you Ice Creams, 2 for a Pair Officially announcing this is warfare ?Cuz back in the day my clouds was grey And it seemed like my angels
wake up to a wet dream every day's a Friday and every nights a sex scene every week is fashion week and every day I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I
his fuckin brain Thinkin of a past time rate Visions of craze that you make for my kid and my wake Heaven ain't no love for suicide Sittin in angels'