pray til it hurts Prick my fingers Til the blood stains would cover the page Wipe my eyes and look ahead And hope to see better days I turn my TV off
' to, get into to, my mental will take care of this business I need to attend to, 'cause my rent's due And this rap shit's my meal ticket So you god damn
in my mic type receiver Bond is my life so I live by my word Never fraudulent Queensbridge don't make no herbs Spread my name to deacons, politicians
eyes to hide it from the warzone in the sky He tried to slit his wrists about a month ago But he's seen so much death, he's scared to life of suicide
people will look upon my attitude and sentiments and look for hypocrisy and hatred in my words. My revolution is born out of love for my people, not
a man gone beserk, who, due to several strokes of fate, starts killing his neighbours randomly and senselessly. "Behind My Eyes" A ballad about birth, life and death
in the morning and I see the sunrise Wish I died in my sleep didn't want to open my eyes To see this world so fucked up for me And my family, worked
'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there were no prisons,
fake,stay alive in this,survivalist overcome reflections of my inner demons my mind relate to crime like fertile eggs relate to seamans I close my eyes
We handle jakes eliminate fake, stay alive in this Survivalist overcome reflections of my inner demons My mind relates to crime like fertile eggs relate to semens I close my eyes
I am cursed with a vision that forces me to see Sometimes I prayto an unmoving void For the day that I may close my eyes to the horror which fills me
am cursed with a vision that forces me to see Sometimes I pray to an unmoving void For the day that I may close my eyes to The horror which fills me
I saw it flash before my eyes!! Blitzkrieg witchcraft! Evil night, Hell on earth! As the black sky turns to a white out of light! Mushroom clouds of
My green team attacks your format My manifold is combat On wargrounds or on dats It's my nature killarmy legislator Leavingi broken arrows in backs of traitors My
last of the slaves But the policeman tell me to behave Or he'll revoke my pass And throw them chains back on my ass I check the voice my nigga don't you
Over words that the politicians said I look and meet the eyes of an enemy soldier Aiming his gun at my head Stalemate... Panicked thoyghts run through my mind Visions of my death
's in mail close your eyes and you will see the dark side of your fantasy eyes of lust and dreams of black heroes gone that won't come back politicians
truth Sinister eyes Deciphering the prophecy Sinister eyes The warning of catastrophe Muddled hours are still lost A weird module at my neck Curious voice that talks to me Piercing eyes
