my drum I never bust a sweat because it's not at all tragic VOO-DOO, runnin from my magic! I came across the sand on my faith alone Eatin cooked meat
Fruit Than Biting Ones Own Tongue Joining A Deeper Place Inside Of Me, Play My Fear The Purity That Tolerates Evil-Unpure Mistake My Actions And I'll
' [Verse 3] The streetsweeper, I check the time on a black beeper My crew roll deep with dutchmaster hash and reefer My feet are greased right, life