this But it is too late feeling alive Verse II Destruction for the power Let me take control (Eliminance) -Break- This is nothing more Something now you'll find again (Deliver
the sense of this But it is too late feeling alive Destruction for the power Let me take control, Eliminance This is nothing more Something now you'll find again, Deliver
of this But we're here, today, Feeling alive It starts to fall apart Let me take control (Remember this?) A (prisoner of war?) Something I will finally get Deliver us Deliver
sense of this But it is too late feeling alive Destruction for the power Let me take control, Eliminance This is nothing more Something now you'll find again, Deliver
sense of this But we're here, today, Feeling alive It starts to fall apart Let me take control (Remember this?) A (prisoner of war?) Something I will finally get Deliver us Deliver
vein called the, Neverson, Tremaine Addicted to the verses her dispersin like cocaine He dope, but he so vain Cook coke in flames Bag it, once I have it, in the plastic, I deliver
flame of revolution With a [the] gothic hand in [of] fire persecution Blood-letting and [in] spinning pain? Why this hungry media delivering Questions
crook, the killer, gorilla Traits of a blow dealer, cost my fame I hustle, I'm rich, blow scrilla, I'm the torch that carry the game The flame I throw
knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver
, X Yogi DMT and a box of Krispy Kremes, in my need-to-know post just outside Area 51 contemplating the whole chosen people thing when just then a flaming
With the captain, that's goin' under Let no man put us under When me and my ship's rollin' like thunder (hook) Ghost rida' On the seven seas fiya' Pump that cannon when the flames
the fuse up Abuse them up, usin' the nut, I?m usin' buck Fearin' of the shit, that?s covered the script, deliver cuts Cypress Hill, soul asassins, all
, I just numb up. I blow brains, go bang a nigga if he jump up, With no shame, don't blame a nigga if you shot up, This is cocaine on flames, baking soda
allow it Bow if you recognize royalty My motor skills is more like a well oiled machine any team that we construct we'll blow your dreams up in flames
verse that'll soften a killer's heart As fire as a five alarm blaze that's too hot to be holding You feel the heat once the flame pumps lace your clothing
