go - get back my senses we go - with a basic man we go - and a basic feeling we go - to the gathering we go - to the gathering we all go to the gathering
Translation: Killing Joke. Gathering.
kill some more (Nigga, you never know when you gone die) Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more (Say never know when it could be you) Murda mo, niggas, gone kill
the rulers and gangsters Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters But I'm a tell you who the real fuckin' killer
you now, my son? The siren gives a running break to those who live in town Take the children and the blankets to the concrete underground Sometimes we'd sing and joke
You You wake up to a new day Forwards We move towards a new way oh Come with me Gather with your torches Singing Dance by ??night we all
We feel so good as we flock together So much in common We all gather gather gather Don't need no manifesto, just a little ink stain Safety in numbers
i heard the horn sound out the call air began to shake because it's hunting time again senses start to wake so you get up on your feet and you gather
could be your one and only? Recognize what's here for you [Verse Three: Q-Unique] Something clicked, she no longer wanted to hear she was no good No more jokes
never put me on this beat Okay, yeah, normal baller We back on tizzy, on top Jump Off, Dub B, Jersey Stand up GO! Jump off you rap guys is a joke I'
assimilation. Challis smiled and said he did. Then with an evil laugh, Shadowcast raised his arm and announced that his question was only a final killing joke
is on the period, period Bloody, bloody, murder Don't be fuckin' with the killa, killa, killa, killa Them you niggas be killas Payback is a bitch
all of these muthafuckers dead. I don't wanna see one muthafucker Left breathin'. kill all these muthafuckers. -refrain- Them niggas be killas.... Payback
Their mission was their fate Tomorrow it can be too late I see what you do We'll meet in the catacombs Kill my practicle jokes But meet me in the catacombs
the day, and try to make the ever grey like heaven, like heaven but it's not too easy, when you think [you've got it cos/you got to kill] somebody gotta
