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bequathed by fate
My beauty shalt wilt, unseen
Save for twin black eyes that shalt come to take
My soul to peace or Hell for company"
(To peace or hell for
to fire,
I hear their voices still,
Their unjust accusations,
Demanding I am killed.

'We shall show no mercy to heathen
Such as thee,
Who stand
Though one last wish is bequathed by fate
My beauty shalt wilt, unseen
Save for twin black eyes that shalt come to take
My soul to peace or Hell for
be peace, or all we all just headed for doom, still 

casumed 

by the peace, and i'll know there never be peace, that's why I keep my 

pistol
him old
Mi gun have him attack dance and rock and roll
War mi a present dem bold, cold

Warlord nuh business everybody dead
Mi try fi hold di peace
Cried and cried, but what's to do when
A life is lost for the love of the revolution
Now that's what romance is
Rest in peace...

Wild, Wild
Wild, Wild
tell us?
At funerals my eyes swell up (damn)
Look at my dog lay in the casket
Twin shotgun barrels had blasted
And rest in peace for him, is all I
shows was safe, we was wicked
Peace to Mell'O, good lookin out, gee
And everyone else when we came to your country
Movin right along and back
Do your dance, get in your zone
Do your dance, get in your zone

Kids is dying in front of their house
They giving up life, ain't no hope for them
now he in the coma trying to make it back 

Come on come on 

My old lady think she pregnant I ain't got no cash for her 

She probably fucking
shift 
Just enough time for me to hit that off 
"Bounce on a nigga" said my man Wop 
Peace to the squad, One-Eighth, Fo' and Teepee, check it 
I'm
Bysmol
sick abysmal bitch suckin dildos instead of dicks for kicks
No time for fake bitches, just sip some orange juice with my real bitches
And I just got
contagious - would you dance with the wicked
In the midnight hour - do you dare to go
I will devour
Keep hold on to your crucifix
I'm out for a sacrifice
you need
But 6 is enough to receive a little peace
‘Cause every little bit counts
Sometimes in death and disorder
You look for shooting stars
In
(Teacher)
"J, do you have a Halloween story for the class?"

(Violent J)
"why-why-yeah, um, there was this boy, and he lived in his house, 
and he
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay 
You asked for it buddy, here it comes 

One two, watch out for the man in blue 
Three four, I keep
hands in the air and yo, go
Rakim will do the rest of this slow
If I speed they know they'll blow the hell up
If I slow up, catch up, hell no

Wicked as I
ways
On a never ending quest for better days
Many sin, peace is made within
No time to spare, the clock continues to spin
I have a question, why test
of plastic, made out of pigs.
Why bother to shower, there is no power, it was all built empty?
I could have been a lot bigger by now, but I've loved being
hands in the air and yo, go
Rakim will do the rest of this slow
If I speed they know they'll blow the hell up
If I slow up, catch up, hell no

Wicked as I
to see ya
Leaders of the New is in the place to be for '93, G
(What's next?) We come fresh no dutty boy can test
(What's next?) You know we wicked and we
of an attack of spells since my eyes
Opened up in Hell, my mind, think faster
And it passes by, but ?one convinced?
It makes no sense, cross ya heart, don't
passes by, but ?one convinced? 
It makes no sense, cross ya heart, don't hope to die 
You can climb into the sky, life is only ?high nuclei? in ya mind
know 
 they callin for a sound bwoy burial D&D Studio be	 wicked catch wreck 
 for infinity one love peace to Bahamadia 
 
 Last verse 
 Like Salt &
love that's what a real ma do
Keep it gangsta look out for her people (For her people)
I'm the wicked bitch of the east, you better keep the peace