't right What? My firm is intense Leave permanent imprints A nigga was a infant when I learned I was gifted Knew I'd be eternally lifted when I get
of the dull Sacrilegious commandment Of an eye for an eye or a tooth for a truth Even the ocean is ghettoized now Another dirty alleyway that leads
I never let you go You let your doubt lead you like a river on and on And you will never get back to save what you had Hear me promise I will bury your
seem to lift these fingertips from Keys that lead me through these same doors The only thing I need to continually say is "Get up, get up and run like hell" And bury
Dylan) The festival was over, the boys were all planning for a fall, The cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall. The curfew had been lifted
The festival was over, the boys were all plannin' for a fall, The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall. The curfew had been lifted and
love being under your skin Yeah shit can happen, so stick to rappin Quit the yappin or I'ma lift the mack and That can lead to another mishap happenin
The air I breathe, does not constrain me. It lifts me up, and leads me from this fate. Beneath the seeds, there is a dream, Which has lead us all astray
emotions ruptured now As long as I know right from wrong, I'll be ok I'll sing my songs [Chorus 4x] [Aesop Rock] I wanna lift every yellowbrick I never
Lift me up on my honour Take me over this spell Get this weight of my shoulder I carried it well loose these shackles of pressure Shake me out of these
(feat. M.O.P.) Ohhhh Hear me though They'll bury me with my SP-1200 (M.O.P): FOR SHO Fuck the trinity inseminate the earth now, take its virginity In
t right [A-Plus] What? My firm is intense Leave permanent imprints A nigga was a infant when I learned I was gifted Knew I'd be eternally lifted when
into the hot sunset Like the high plains drifter Hear me mister, no one blast with the When it comes to shootin' gives up X marks the spot and guaranteed to lift
the sun. I must find shelter, for I am in danger? A few more hours of this, and I will drown where I stand. Drops of lead drill holes through my skull
the purple and greens, I'm higher than the jeans on Erkel, then I murk you Bust techs, the lead sparkin now who be my next head target I lift up, roll